Stand up, we shall not be Except by a with no socks and shoes If you've got to give then you've got to prove Put your hands up and I'll you
Stand up, we shall not be Except by a woman dyin the loss of food If got more to give then you've got to prove Put your hands up and I'll you
We still don't understand and lightnin to when we didn't fund the dam Didn't fund the levee? No wonder man Now, our whole damn city's asunder man
Under but we still don't understand We see hurricane over on the land Through you couldn't fill with a 100 tons of sand No, we still don't
We've planes in the windows of buildings crumbled in We've seen flames send the chills through And we've planes to kill them and some of them are children But still we the buildin
but we still don't understand Under God but we like the son of Sam But if you feel like I like about the Son of Man We overcome
So stand up, we shall not be by a child with no socks and shoes If got more to give then you've got to prove Put your hands up and copy you
Stand up, we not be moved Except by a woman dyin the loss of food If you've got more to give then you've got to Put your up and I'll copy you
I said, "Put hands up and I'll copy you" Put your hands up and copy you If you've got to give then you've got to prove Put hands up and I'll copy you
We not be moved Except by a child with no socks and Except by a woman dyin from the loss of by a freedom fighter bleedin on a cross for you
We not be moved Except by a system thats rotten Neglectin the victims and orderin the cops to High treason, now we, to prosecute
So Stand up, we shall not be And we wont fight a war for fossil times like this that you want to plot a coo Put hands up and I'll copy you
up, we shall not be moved Unless we're a route we have not pursued So if you've got a and a lot to do Put hands up and I'll copy you
I said, "Put your up and I'll copy you" Put your up and I'll copy you If got a dream and a lot to do Put hands up
Now shake, shake, a Polaroid negatives develop on the screen We sit back and wait for the team Criticize but who the fuck are we?
The people want peace but the want war Our neighbors don't speak, peek through the front House preach, Stay the course Time for a of faith once more
Put your hands up high if you haven't Hope the pen strokes stronger than the cannon to the wall, nose to the grindstone My interrogation techniques leave mind blown
Place your bets, lets to the enemy Don't let em pretend that we blood And who's we anyways, Kemo warlord, wannabe street thug
A threat for a threat leaves the whole world Blow for blow settles the score Word for word is time, need, We the did not want war
So stand up, we shall not be by a child with no socks and shoes If you've got to give then you've got to prove Put your hands up and copy you
up, we shall not be moved Unless were takin a we have not pursued So if got a dream and a lot to do Put hands up and I'll copy you
I said, "Put hands up and I'll copy you" Put hands up and I'll copy you If got a dream and a lot to do Put hands up