Rage Against The Machine- "bulls On Parade" Lyrics - Wrestling

Come with it now! 

Come with it now! 

The microphone explodes, shattering the mold 

Either drop the hits like de la O or get the fuck off the commode 

With the sure shot, sure to make the bodies drop 

Drop an don't copy yo, don't call this a co-opt 

Terror rains drenchin', quenchin' the thirst of the power dons 

That five sided fist-a-gon 

The rotten sore on the face of mother earth gets bigger 

The triggers cold empty ya purse 

Rally round the family! With a pocket full of shells 

They rally round the family! With a pocket full of shells 

They rally round the family! With a pocket full of shells 

They rally round the family! With a pocket full of shells 

Weapons not food, not homes, not shoes 

Not need, just feed the war cannibal animal 

I walk the corner to the rubble that used to be a library 

Line up to the mind cemetery now 

What we don't know keeps the contracts alive an movin' 

They don't gotta burn the books they just remove 'em 

While arms warehouses fill as quick as the cells 

Rally round the family, pockets full of shells 

Rally round the family! With a pocket full of shells 

They rally round the family! With a pocket full of shells 

They rally round the family! With a pocket full of shells 

They rally round the family! With a pocket full of shells 

Bulls on parade 

Come with it now! 

Come with it now! 

Bulls on parade! (x5)