Lyrics Jenny And The Mexicats – Thinkers And Misfits
Text:
It happens daily words fail me
Minimum wage is all they pay me
Why? Can somebody explain it maybe
Lies is all they ever show on the TV
Day by day things get more sleezy
Hey! This could make a pretty good movie
Days, are coming where the world is getting angry
The hipocracy of our society
Increses in a dazzling variety
Peace is unavailable in our community
And nobody has an immunity
Innocence is not a commodity
This should be sold from a factory
But there are still people living honestly
So I have faith in humanity
Va a salir el sol
A pesar de la bomba que puedan soltar
Palabras vacías ya no me encontraran
Cuido el destino mío no me cambiaran
Y volverá, al camino de Intentar controlar
Nuestra imaginación
Yo quiero salir a la calle sin temor
Grita corazón mío escucha su voz
Manipulation of statistics
Makes thinkers feel like misfits
It’s kinda hard to stay with your piece of mind
While they make animals of mankind
We rely on technology for everything
And they change the rules so you can never win
And in my mind I see the light but there are challenges
It’s easy when you’re high but you’re comin down
Your mind is gonna end up on the lost and found
There’s gotta be a way that you can make it around, make it around, make it around
Va a salir el sol
A pesar de la bomba que puedan soltar
Palabras vacías ya no me encontraran
Cuido el destino mío no me cambiaran
Y volverá, al camino de Intentar controlar
Nuestra imaginación
Yo quiero salir a la calle sin temor
Grita corazón mío escucha su voz
Album
Jenny And The Mexicats – Fiesta Ancestral
