911 Lyrics - History From Below - Delta Spirit

Say good morning to my friends 

Oh, my Lord, it's 6am 

The day ain't nothin' but a sentence paid 

You work so hard and nothin' changed 

The union crooks treat me like a pawn 

They said to strike and I lost my job 

The folks back east, they say the market's fine 

I heard that before 1929 

When Black Tuesday comes it'll be a hit 

Right out of the air into the pit 

There's one out now said The President 

War World 3 will make your poor horns bend 

All the old boys said they could make it last 

Like Vietnam without a draft 

Got the best in the biz for the marketing, yeah 

We'll turn the Marlboro Man into a marine 

The brave youth will come from far and wide 

When 911 is the battle cry 

Well, this American, proud tradition 

Yes, they pulled the switch and cried for vengeance 

If your God forgave all of your sins 

Then why would you make martyrs out of them? 

For money? Or power? Or glory? 

Do you even care?