Angelus Apatrida - Negotiating The Clowns lyrics

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Angelus Apatrida - Negotiating The Clowns lyrics

One day you wake up dreamin' And think about two worlds colliding Where priests are furious leaders And politicians hand-stretching Back to the age of horror, Where people live with hollow sorrow Forty years of stupid circus Of psycho men and fans of Hitler. It's hard to understand That we are living in this century I thought that we were free And it only seems our chains stay clean I don't want your f**in' Bible, Your wooden god, your Christ or Jesus Eagles, yokes or flowing arrows, Your homelands flagging superstitions. This is the business of the laughing clowns The ones who try to save the world Becoming dictators of an inner war The ones who stand alone Our fists up to the sky, Prepare to crush your face of sand A new church will burn today, The only one (that) will illuminate the way Shot down the red-blue gull, I wanna hear you saying goodbye You thought we were afraid, And now you see we're here again. This is the business of the laughing clowns The ones who try to save the world Becoming dictators of an inner war The ones who stand alone That's the way we build our world With blood and gold just cleanin' our sh** hole. One day you wake up dreamin' And think about two worlds colliding Where priests are furious leaders And politicians hand-stretching Back to the age of horror, Where people live with hollow sorrow Forty years of stupid circus Of psycho men and fans of Hitler. That's the way we build our world With blood and gold just cleanin' our sh** hole. It's hard to understand That we are living in this century I thought that we were free And it only seems our chains stay clean I don't want your f**in' Bible, Your wooden god, your Christ or Jesus Eagles, yokes or flowing arrows, Your homelands flagging superstitions. This is the business of the laughing clowns The ones who try to save the world Becoming dictators of an inner war The ones who stand alone The business of the laughing clowns The ones who try to save the world Becoming dictators of an inner war The ones who stand alone That's the way we build our world With blood and gold just cleanin' our sh** hole.