Текст, перевод и аккорды “War Pigs”
- Everybody clap your hands! Generals gathered in their masses Just like witches at black masses Evil minds that plot destruction Sorcerers of death's construction In the fields the bodies burning As the war machine keeps turning Death and hatred to mankind Poisoning their brainwashed minds, Oh lord yeah! C'mon! Politicians hide themselves away They only started the war Why should they go out to fight? They leave that all to the poor, Yeah! Time will tell on their power minds Making war just for fun Treating people just like pawns in chess Wait 'till their judgment day comes, Yeah Clap your hands! Now in darkness, World stops turning Ashes where the bodies burning No more war pigs have the power Hand of God has struck the hour Day of judgement, God is calling On their knees, The war pigs crawling Begging mercy for their sins Satan, laughing, spreads his wings Oh Lord yeah! C'mon guys! Let me see everybody's hands! C'mon! Alright! Thank you! Cheers! We're gonna do a number now, which I haven't done on stage since 1972. At the old Fillmore East. Does anybody remember the Fillmore East? C'mon let me hear it! The Fillmore East man, I used to get sh*t faced there every night man! And the grouplies huh? We're gonna do a number now called...
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