Revolver Lyrics - Evil Empire - Rage Against The Machine

His spit is worth more than her work 

Pass the purse to the pugilists 

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 

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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! 

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Hey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers? 

Revolver! 

Hey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers? 

Revolver! 

Revolver! 

Revolver! 

Revolver! 

Revolver