Stick Up

Lyrics

Now, Tommy's a good father
 Of two sons and a daughter
 But he wakes up and he asks himself
 Why even bother?
 If he cannot feed his family
 The wage he's paid's insanity
 Every day he's dealing with a new calamity
 Lost his old occupation
 But it wasn't immigration
 It was a machine, automation that replaced him
 Politicians left him, corruption since the recession
 So he grabs his Smith and Wesson
 And says he'll teach 'em all a lesson, like
 
 Get down on the ground
 It's a stick up
 Nobody make a sound
 Don't even hiccup or I'm emptying the round
 I'm done playing games
 So I'm going down in flames
 Let it rain over Washington
 It's a stick up
 Nobody make a sound
 Don't even hiccup or I'm emptying the round
 I'm done playing games
 So I'm going down in flames
 Let it rain over Washington
 ♪
 Now first he'd lost his pension
 Sunk into depression
 Congress is defecting
 It's been adding to the tension
 Came back from war, and he's been post-traumatic stressing
 Can't afford his medicine he took for his aggression
 He needs help
 Relying on this system that rejects him
 Took away his benefits, but left him with his weapon
 Bought a one way ticket
 He's entering the thicket
 To do the only thing
 That he's thinking will make a difference, like
 Get down on the ground
 It's a stick up
 Nobody make a sound
 Don't even hiccup or I'm emptying the round
 I'm done playing games
 So I'm going down in flames
 Let it rain over Washington
 It's a stick up
 Nobody make a sound
 Don't even hiccup or I'm emptying the round
 I'm done playing games
 So I'm going down in flames
 Let it rain over Washington
 ♪
 There's a cold wind blowing
 I'm just warning and preparing ya
 There's a cold wind blowing
 And it's coming for America
 And it's coming for America
 ♪
 And it's coming for America
 Get down on the ground
 It's a stick up
 Nobody make a sound
 Don't even hiccup or I'm emptying the round
 I'm done playing games
 So I'm going down in flames
 Let it rain over Washington
 It's a stick up
 Nobody make a sound
 Don't even hiccup or I'm emptying the round
 I'm done playing games
 So I'm going down in flames
 Let it rain over Washington
 
 Now, Tommy's a good father
 Of two sons and a daughter
 But he wakes up and he asks himself
 Why even bother?
 If he cannot feed his family
 The wage he's paid's insanity
 Every day he's dealing with a new calamity
 Lost his old occupation
 But it wasn't immigration
 It was a machine, automation that replaced him
 Politicians left him, corruption since the recession
 So he grabs his Smith and Wesson
 And says he'll teach 'em all a lesson, like
 
 Get down on the ground
 It's a stick up
 Nobody make a sound
 Don't even hiccup or I'm emptying the round
 I'm done playing games
 So I'm going down in flames
 Let it rain over Washington
 It's a stick up
 Nobody make a sound
 Don't even hiccup or I'm emptying the round
 I'm done playing games
 So I'm going down in flames
 Let it rain over Washington
 ♪
 Now first he'd lost his pension
 Sunk into depression
 Congress is defecting
 It's been adding to the tension
 Came back from war, and he's been post-traumatic stressing
 Can't afford his medicine he took for his aggression
 He needs help
 Relying on this system that rejects him
 Took away his benefits, but left him with his weapon
 Bought a one way ticket
 He's entering the thicket
 To do the only thing
 That he's thinking will make a difference, like
 Get down on the ground
 It's a stick up
 Nobody make a sound
 Don't even hiccup or I'm emptying the round
 I'm done playing games
 So I'm going down in flames
 Let it rain over Washington
 It's a stick up
 Nobody make a sound
 Don't even hiccup or I'm emptying the round
 I'm done playing games
 So I'm going down in flames
 Let it rain over Washington
 ♪
 There's a cold wind blowing
 I'm just warning and preparing ya
 There's a cold wind blowing
 And it's coming for America
 And it's coming for America
 ♪
 And it's coming for America
 Get down on the ground
 It's a stick up
 Nobody make a sound
 Don't even hiccup or I'm emptying the round
 I'm done playing games
 So I'm going down in flames
 Let it rain over Washington
 It's a stick up
 Nobody make a sound
 Don't even hiccup or I'm emptying the round
 I'm done playing games
 So I'm going down in flames
 Let it rain over Washington
 
 Now, Tommy's a good father
 Of two sons and a daughter
 But he wakes up and he asks himself
 Why even bother?
 If he cannot feed his family
 The wage he's paid's insanity
 Every day he's dealing with a new calamity
 Lost his old occupation
 But it wasn't immigration
 It was a machine, automation that replaced him
 Politicians left him, corruption since the recession
 So he grabs his Smith and Wesson
 And says he'll teach 'em all a lesson, like
 
 Get down on the ground
 It's a stick up
 Nobody make a sound
 Don't even hiccup or I'm emptying the round
 I'm done playing games
 So I'm going down in flames
 Let it rain over Washington
 It's a stick up
 Nobody make a sound
 Don't even hiccup or I'm emptying the round
 I'm done playing games
 So I'm going down in flames
 Let it rain over Washington
 ♪
 Now first he'd lost his pension
 Sunk into depression
 Congress is defecting
 It's been adding to the tension
 Came back from war, and he's been post-traumatic stressing
 Can't afford his medicine he took for his aggression
 He needs help
 Relying on this system that rejects him
 Took away his benefits, but left him with his weapon
 Bought a one way ticket
 He's entering the thicket
 To do the only thing
 That he's thinking will make a difference, like
 Get down on the ground
 It's a stick up
 Nobody make a sound
 Don't even hiccup or I'm emptying the round
 I'm done playing games
 So I'm going down in flames
 Let it rain over Washington
 It's a stick up
 Nobody make a sound
 Don't even hiccup or I'm emptying the round
 I'm done playing games
 So I'm going down in flames
 Let it rain over Washington
 ♪
 There's a cold wind blowing
 I'm just warning and preparing ya
 There's a cold wind blowing
 And it's coming for America
 And it's coming for America
 ♪
 And it's coming for America
 Get down on the ground
 It's a stick up
 Nobody make a sound
 Don't even hiccup or I'm emptying the round
 I'm done playing games
 So I'm going down in flames
 Let it rain over Washington
 It's a stick up
 Nobody make a sound
 Don't even hiccup or I'm emptying the round
 I'm done playing games
 So I'm going down in flames
 Let it rain over Washington
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:42
Key
11
Tempo
136 BPM

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