revolution starts now Yeah the revolution starts now Yeah the revolution starts now In your own backyard In your own hometown So what you doin' standin' around? Just follow your heart The revolution starts now
revolution starts now Yeah the revolution starts now Yeah the revolution starts now In your own backyard In your own hometown So what you doin? standin? around? Just follow your heart The revolution starts now
The revolution starts now Yeah the revolution starts now Yeah the revolution starts now In your own backyard In your own hometown So what you doin' standin' around? Just follow your heart The revolution starts now
Překlad: Steve Earle. Revoluce začíná právě teď.
Překlad: Fahrenheit 9 / 11 Soundtrack. Steve Earle - revoluce začíná právě teď.
Early this mornin' I was washin' my face Thinkin' 'bout goin' to town Sick and tired of hangin' around this place Waitin' on the blues to track me down
re hot Oh, Condi, Condi Oh, Condi, Condi Oh Condi, Condi I'm talkin' to you girl What's it gonna hurt come on give me a whirl Shake your body now let
I used to listen to the radio And I don't guess they're listenin' to me no more They talk too much but that's okay I don't understand a single word they
handle's "Train" Down steep mountain roads on the darkest of nights I had ice water in my veins And I come over here 'cause I just didn't care Now I'm
I been watchin' you watchin' me I could feel your eyes from way across the room But now that I'm holdin' you close I can see Ain't no way I'm gonna get
to Mexico Reckoned that he'd learn himself a trade maybe see the world Move to the city someday and marry a black haired girl Somebody somewhere had another plan Now
his lies So I left my old life behind me Turned my back on my family and friends And I did everything that they asked me And I lost some sleep now and
I was eight years old when my granddaddy died He that showed me the signs I still miss him sometimes Been a long time ago but his words still ring true
dawn The final cleansing breath unsullied yet By acrid fume or death's cacophony The rank refuse of unchained ambition And pray, deny me not but know me now