There's genocide in Darfur
but we don't want to say it
there's a large humanity bill
but we don't want to pay it
there's Rwanda in our heads
we just want to forget it
it ain't white people in Europe
so we're just gonna let it
it's called genocide
it's called genocide
don't believe the lies
it's called genocide
The UN looking out the window
they don't want to come out
no air conditioning here
it's like hell with the sun out
land can be deadly and scarce
it's like plots of gold
but cleansing is a solution
that'll never grow old
it's called genocide
it's called genocide
don't believe the lies
it's called genocide
go forth and multiply
if it gets too crowded some will have to die
the good lord in his rocking chair
takes it in with a punch drunk stare
armenians, jews, cambodians too
rwandans killed while they prayed to you
US Britain France the rest
tuck their tails and puff up their chest
I can hear the children laughing
look outside you can see 'em
but if the heart of the earth grows cold
would I really want to be 'em?
sometimes my daughter hugs me
I don't know what to say
she'll say "daddy, why you crying?"
and I'll look the other way
it's called genocide
it's called genocide
don't believe the lies
it's called genocide
go forth and multiply
if it gets too crowded some will have to die
the good lord in his rocking chair
takes it in with a punch drunk stare
Armenians, Jews, Cambodians too
Rwandans killed while they prayed to you
US Britain France the rest
tuck their tails and puff up their chest
There's genocide in Darfur
but we don't want to say it
there's a large humanity bill
but we don't want to pay it
it's called genocide
it's called genocide
don't believe the lies
it's called genocide
but we don't want to say it
there's a large humanity bill
but we don't want to pay it
there's Rwanda in our heads
we just want to forget it
it ain't white people in Europe
so we're just gonna let it
it's called genocide
it's called genocide
don't believe the lies
it's called genocide
The UN looking out the window
they don't want to come out
no air conditioning here
it's like hell with the sun out
land can be deadly and scarce
it's like plots of gold
but cleansing is a solution
that'll never grow old
it's called genocide
it's called genocide
don't believe the lies
it's called genocide
go forth and multiply
if it gets too crowded some will have to die
the good lord in his rocking chair
takes it in with a punch drunk stare
armenians, jews, cambodians too
rwandans killed while they prayed to you
US Britain France the rest
tuck their tails and puff up their chest
I can hear the children laughing
look outside you can see 'em
but if the heart of the earth grows cold
would I really want to be 'em?
sometimes my daughter hugs me
I don't know what to say
she'll say "daddy, why you crying?"
and I'll look the other way
it's called genocide
it's called genocide
don't believe the lies
it's called genocide
go forth and multiply
if it gets too crowded some will have to die
the good lord in his rocking chair
takes it in with a punch drunk stare
Armenians, Jews, Cambodians too
Rwandans killed while they prayed to you
US Britain France the rest
tuck their tails and puff up their chest
There's genocide in Darfur
but we don't want to say it
there's a large humanity bill
but we don't want to pay it
it's called genocide
it's called genocide
don't believe the lies
it's called genocide
envoyé par Riccardo Venturi - 8/8/2005 - 10:54
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