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U2 - Silver Gold

In the shit house, a shotgun

Praying hands hold me down

If only the hunter was hunted

In this tin can town,

No stars in the black night

Looks like the sky fall down,

No sun in the daylight

Looks like its chained to the ground.

Broken back to the ceiling

Broken nose to the floor

I scream at the silence

That crawls under the door (under the floor).


The warden says,

the exit is sold,

If you want a way out - silver and gold.

Silver and gold.

Theres a rope around my neck

Theres a trigger in your gun

Jesus say something!

I am someone!

I seen the coming and going

The captains and the kings

Their navy blue uniforms

Them bright and shiny things

Yes, captains and kings in the slave ships hold

They came to collect

Silver and gold

Silver and gold

The temperature is rising

The fever white hot

Mister I aint got nothing

But its more than youve got

These chains no longer bind me

Nor the shackles at my feet

Outside are the prisoners

Inside the free (set them free).

A prize fighter in a corner is told

Hit where it hurts - silver and gold

Silver and gold.

You can stop the world from turning around

You just gotta pay a penny in the pound.
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