C SongArtist : Zeke And The Popo

The minuteman is know counting our days
Our days to get out
He waves goodbye to our prejudice mind
Replace it with atomic bomb
Those little men are shrinking
Their little hands are trembling
Fists that used to be strong
Now holding the gun that killed them
We're falling apart again
We're standing too close my friend
It's too packed
We're falling apart We're falling apart
We needed space and you're pressing the air
Your breath stinks our life
You needed cash so you're cutting our share
And put us all in the jar
Those little men are shrinking
Their little hands are trembling
Fists that used to be strong
Now clicking the gun that killed them
We're falling apart again
We're standing too close my friend
It's too packed
We're falling apart We're falling apart
Those little men are shrinking
Their little hands are trembling
Fists that used to be strong
Now firing the gun that killed them
We're falling apart again
We're standing too close my friend
It's too packed
We're falling apart We're falling apart