Weak Character Words & Music: Benny Mann Fall 1999 Benny Mann: vocals, guitar, bass Chris Gillman: drums, audio technician Have you seen the ghosts roaming the land? Hearts and heads nestled in their hands Spirits rent by razored lies from above Have you seen the glazed look their eyes? Sell by dates on souls gone by Hope curdled by promises left in the sun Tripped and blinded without a plan Withered desire to make a stand Against worth-rapists and snipers of joy And you with gall ask me time and again To feel their pain in my heart if I can Well I can’t, I won’t eat excuses no more In the end, not all are done in, by their devious nature Most are lost to weak character The answer lies within, do what we can, with our future We got to face down weak character Scandal, war, sex, kids shooting others Capital squeezed from tears of mothers Raise the ratings, get the money, rule the day Vote to get Punch and Judy in power Treat your kids like a sack of flour Head in the couch searching for the TV remote While one percent burps and laughs Poor white and brown kids fighting for scraps Race a wedge keep the slaves in their hold Want to stand up, think you’re ready to lead Then brothers and sisters be willing to bleed You’ll be beat maybe broken for the views you impart I know it’s hard to be heard over the rest Deaf stupid silence suits our people the best Minds and eyes closed for a hundred years We’ve all fattened up on bullshit and beer Now we’re too drunk and stupid to harbor a care Against the grinning butcher knife on the wall Clock strikes twelve, you ask for great leaders Well they’re all gobbled up by the top bottom feeders Sucked up with hope, honesty, and pride. So you ask me to feel your pain in if I can? Look in your own heart, start making a stand Run up your flag, make some noise, right now <-----------------------------> Learn more about "Weak Character".
Benny Mann: vocals, guitar, bass Chris Gillman: drums, audio technician
Have you seen the ghosts roaming the land? Hearts and heads nestled in their hands Spirits rent by razored lies from above Have you seen the glazed look their eyes? Sell by dates on souls gone by Hope curdled by promises left in the sun Tripped and blinded without a plan Withered desire to make a stand Against worth-rapists and snipers of joy And you with gall ask me time and again To feel their pain in my heart if I can Well I can’t, I won’t eat excuses no more In the end, not all are done in, by their devious nature Most are lost to weak character The answer lies within, do what we can, with our future We got to face down weak character Scandal, war, sex, kids shooting others Capital squeezed from tears of mothers Raise the ratings, get the money, rule the day Vote to get Punch and Judy in power Treat your kids like a sack of flour Head in the couch searching for the TV remote While one percent burps and laughs Poor white and brown kids fighting for scraps Race a wedge keep the slaves in their hold Want to stand up, think you’re ready to lead Then brothers and sisters be willing to bleed You’ll be beat maybe broken for the views you impart I know it’s hard to be heard over the rest Deaf stupid silence suits our people the best Minds and eyes closed for a hundred years We’ve all fattened up on bullshit and beer Now we’re too drunk and stupid to harbor a care Against the grinning butcher knife on the wall Clock strikes twelve, you ask for great leaders Well they’re all gobbled up by the top bottom feeders Sucked up with hope, honesty, and pride. So you ask me to feel your pain in if I can? Look in your own heart, start making a stand Run up your flag, make some noise, right now <-----------------------------> Learn more about "Weak Character".
Have you seen the ghosts roaming the land? Hearts and heads nestled in their hands Spirits rent by razored lies from above Have you seen the glazed look their eyes? Sell by dates on souls gone by Hope curdled by promises left in the sun
Tripped and blinded without a plan Withered desire to make a stand Against worth-rapists and snipers of joy And you with gall ask me time and again To feel their pain in my heart if I can Well I can’t, I won’t eat excuses no more
In the end, not all are done in, by their devious nature Most are lost to weak character The answer lies within, do what we can, with our future We got to face down weak character
Scandal, war, sex, kids shooting others Capital squeezed from tears of mothers Raise the ratings, get the money, rule the day Vote to get Punch and Judy in power Treat your kids like a sack of flour Head in the couch searching for the TV remote
While one percent burps and laughs Poor white and brown kids fighting for scraps Race a wedge keep the slaves in their hold Want to stand up, think you’re ready to lead Then brothers and sisters be willing to bleed You’ll be beat maybe broken for the views you impart
I know it’s hard to be heard over the rest Deaf stupid silence suits our people the best Minds and eyes closed for a hundred years We’ve all fattened up on bullshit and beer Now we’re too drunk and stupid to harbor a care Against the grinning butcher knife on the wall
Clock strikes twelve, you ask for great leaders Well they’re all gobbled up by the top bottom feeders Sucked up with hope, honesty, and pride. So you ask me to feel your pain in if I can? Look in your own heart, start making a stand Run up your flag, make some noise, right now
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