Bastards - Machine Head

Yesterday I told my sons «sometimes the bad guys win»

And that it made me scared about the world that we live in

But I had to reassure them that it wouldn’t be for long

Sons we have to be ourselves, we have to be strong

I said «boys you are the future, so let this be a lesson

There may come a day you have to fight off their aggression»

Cause fear and hatred won today, the darkness ate the light

But both you look in my eyes, it’ll be alright

In every step you take

I’m with you all the way

Cause I would die for you

To do what’s right for you

In hopes that when I’m gone

You’ll carry on these words I wrote for you

Till then…

I’ll sing

Stand your ground

Don’t let the bastards grind you down

Be bold, be strange

Don’t let their fears make you afraid

There’s hope, they’ll change

Well I looked out to the world today, thought «what a bloody mess!»

They stripped our morals from us, put 'em under house arrest

And «liberty"and «country"are the words they need to speak

A little «god», a little «freedom», if we don’t agree, we’re weak

And every politician stood there idle and so smug

Empowering the racists and 2nd Amendment thugs

Wall St. and the billionaires, convinced us they’re so smart

Saying «vote with your wallet, instead of with your hearts!»

But we won’t go away!

We won’t forget our name!

The pussy generation, the PC and the brave

The protesters that slink along the streets of misery

And so…

I’ll sing

Stand your ground

Don’t let the bastards grind you down

Be bold, be strange

Don’t let their fears make you afraid

There’s hope, they’ll change

We’ll change

Change

No, no, no, no, no (FUCK NO!)

No, no, no, no, no (FUCK NO!)

No, no, no, no, no (FUCK NO!)

So give us all your faggots, and your niggas, and your spics

Give us all your Muslims, your so-called terrorists

We’ll welcome them with open arms, and put 'em in our mix

We’re better off together now, embrace our difference

Remember there is love

Our words can stop their guns

Forget the rednecks living in the past

We’re never going back now, we’ve reached critical mass

And so…

I’ll sing

Stand my ground

Won’t let the bastards grind me down

I’m bold, I’m strange

Won’t let their fears make me afraid

There’s hope, they’ll change