Revolver Lyrics

Rage Against The Machine

His spit is worth more than her work Pass the purse to the pugilists But he's a prizefighter And he bought rings and he owns kin And now he's swingin', and now he's the champion
Hey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers? Revolver Hey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers? Revolver
A spotless domain hides festering hopes She's certain there's more pictures of fields without fences A spotless domain hides festering hopes She's certain there's more pictures of fields without fences
Her body numbs as he approaches the door As he approaches the door, as he approaches the door As he approaches the door, as he approaches
Hey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers? Revolver Hey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers? Revolver
Hey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers? Revolver Hey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers? Revolver
Yeah
Hey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers? Revolver Hey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers? Revolver
Revolver Revolver Revolver Revolver

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