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• Artiste: The Rumjacks
• Titre: Father's Fight
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When you fight the fight of your father's plight Are you living anymore, sir? Was your father right, was he short of sight Are you fighting your own war, sir? I wish I hadn't heard the bloody news today It's always just a fuckin' shame Another lone wolf Did he learn it at home? Tomorrow he'll be sent away You walk around with a fuming head Committed to a life of hate Self diagnosed hell when your last brain cell Brainwashed in a cultish state When you fight the fight of your father's plight Are you living anymore, sir? Was your father right, was he short of sight Are you fighting your own war, sir? You've got no thoughts in your head Except for what your old man said It's the way we're taught It's the way we're bred So you you're stuck in your ways And you'll you go to your grave And you'll leave behind a world of hate But it's your cycle to break When you fight the fight of your father's plight Are you living anymore, sir? Was your father right, was he short of sight Are you fighting your own war, sir? When you fight the fight of your father's plight Are you living anymore, sir? Was your father right, was he short of sight Are you fighting your own war, sir? When you fight the fight of your father's plight Are you living anymore, sir? Was your father right, was he short of sight Are you fighting your own war, sir? Are you fighting your own war, sir? Are you fighting your own war, sir?