Shut Em Down - Prophets Of Rage

Shut 'em down

Shut 'em down, shut 'em shut 'em down

Walking down the crossroads, feeling kind of lost

No, wait a minute, they forsaken

Feeling like a lost soul, I don’t need your sympathy

I don’t need your handout, never had it planned out

Just to punch a man out, pause on the news cab

Heard it on the news flash, what about a new tax

What if we refuse that, we don’t need your promises

We don’t need your bullshit, we don’t need your selling of the lies at the bull

pit

Setup was a meltdown, how’s about you spell that

Run it by the hell hounds, get up if you fell down

I don’t need your slick talk, I don’t need your point of view

I’m the fucking thorn in the side that’s annoying you

Shut 'em down

Shut 'em down, shut 'em shut 'em down

Who count the money in the neighbourhood

But we spending money to no end, looking for a friend

In a war to the core, ripping up the poor in the stores

Until they get a brother kicking down doors

Then I figure I can get bigger

Look 'em dead in the eye and they wince, defence is pressurised

They don’t really want it to be another racial attack

In disguise so give some money back

I like Nike but (wait a minute)

The neighbourhood supports, so (put some money in it)

All corporations owe, they gotta give up the dough

To my town or else we gotta (shut 'em down)

Shut 'em down

Shut 'em down, shut 'em shut 'em down

Uh!

Shut em down, shut em down

Shut em, shut em down

Shut em down, Shut em down

Shut em, shut em down

Shut em down, Shut em down

Shut em down!

Shut 'em down

Shut 'em down, shut 'em shut 'em down