Rage Against The Machine Lyrics

Album: Battle Of Los Angeles

Born Of A Broken Man Lyrics

I be walkin' god like a dog 

My narrative fearless 

My word war returns to burn 

Like Baldwin home from Paris 

Steel from a furnace 

I was born landless 

It's tha native son 

Born of Zapata's guns 

Stroll through tha shanties 

And tha cities remains 

Same bodies buried hungry 

But with different last names 

These vultures rob everything 

Leave nothing but chains 

Pick a point on tha globe 

Yes tha pictures tha same 

There's a bank a church a myth and a hearse 

A mall and a loan a child dead at birth 

There's a widow pig parrot 

A rebel to tame 

A whitehooded judge 

And a syringe and a vein 

And tha riot be tha rhyme of tha unheard 

Calm like a bomb 

This ain't subliminal 

Feel tha critical mass approach horizon 

Tha pulse of tha condemned 

Sound off America's demise 

Tha anti-myth rhythm rock shocker 

Yes I spit fire 

Hope lies in tha smoldering rubble of empires 

Back through tha shanties and tha cities remains 

Tha same bodies buried hungry 

But with different last names 

These vultures rob everyone 

Leave nothing but chains 

Pick a point here at home 

And tha picture's tha same 

There's a field full of slaves 

Some corn and some debit 

There's a ditch full of bodies 

Tha check for tha rent 

There's a tap, tha phone, tha silence of stone 

Tha numb black screen 

That be feelin' like home 

And tha riot be tha rhyme of tha unheard 

Calm like a bomb 

There's a mass without roofs 

A prison to fill 

A country's soul that reads post no bills 

A strike and a line of cops outside of tha mill 

There's a right to obey 

And a right to kill