Profiteers

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Look up on the ledge There's a bomber diving on the golden street Down below the crowd is falling, bullets under feet [Refrain] Don't tell me, don't tell me, hey don't tell me [Verse 2] We're under the beat of a brand-new marching order Ears to the ground, there's a party planned for the new recruits Hurricane lamps are burning, tear gas fills the route, yeah [Refrain] Don't tell me, don't tell me, hey don't tell me