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There's no weapons left to fight with On independence day The sunshine over buildings Steep as cliffs above the sea The air conditioning just shut down As we all left our rooms For the showdown on the first floor Down the corridor from me There's no beer left in the bar room Storm is blowin' in There's no blood left in the Hospital These men were drunk all day The ants make trails along the walls To carry off our skin To the bank vaults and arsenals The bathrooms and the bins Bones inside my fingers arc sharp as razor blades I'm not locked in here with you You're locked in here with me Feel so trapped and lonely Nowhere left to go We know we've been kidnapped Now this place must Burn! You see the rich folks riding In flashy limousines Ridin' through the ghetto Letras de cancionesTo the ring road shopping mall But we'll go down to the city Meet some people there In the Albert and the Faversham We'll go steppin' out From Letras Mania