Rope // Gasoline

Shovels

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[Intro] Left, right Left, right, left [Verse 1] Pack 'em up Charlie, gonna leave this place Turn our shoulders to the empty space It don't matter if you're gone today Long as everybody stay away Rich is rich and poor is poor And the money you had ain't good no more Waitin' in line, waitin' in line Hey mister, can I buy a little time? [Chorus] Everything you planted has gone to rot No one around to pull the little you got Four big wheels, American steel Pourin' gasoline on the killing field [Verse 2] March them soldiers down that line March them boys in straight time Put more boys like fuel on the fire Bad news comin' down the AP wire Taciturn 'til your fingers burn What, if anything, did you earn? Ain't a taste that can satisfy The bloodlust of the youth gone wild [Chorus] Everything you planted has gone to rot No one around to pull the little you got Four big wheels, American steel Pourin' gasoline on the killing field [Bridge] Everybody's sick, there's a fever going around Set it on fire and burn the whole thing down Go somewhere, start a new town Where no one has to hear that terrible sound [Chorus] Everything you planted has gone to rot No one around to pull the little you got Four big wheels, American steel Pourin' gasoline on the killing field Pourin' gasoline on the killing field Pourin' gasoline on the killing field