Текст Alexisonfire – Midnight Regulations

I find myself concerned
For the common man, these days
Evil are the minds
That push the divide

Brother! There is no charity
For the common man
When he is in need of relief

And now he’s hanging on
To his final stitch of faith
So, here’s to all the years
Of deaf ear fallen prayers
Rich men behind closed doors
Are trying to keep him in his place
Midnight regulations
Midnight regulations
Oh, all you common men
You need to fight for a new way
Old hearts, we need to mend

Brother! There is no charity
For the common man
When he is in need of relief

They say just hold onto your hope
But you know if you swallow your pride
You will choke

Brother! There is no charity
For the common man
When he is in need of relief

Midnight regulations