Divided We Fall - 'Children' - 29/02/08

I'm the father of a bastard child and I'm not talking about my daughter
 I feel that my head's on the chopping block, like a lamb being led
 Being led to slaughter
 I close my eyes but sleep won't come and now I've got the devil to pay
 I'm so sick and tired of this masquerade
 How many loaves? do you think I can bleed?
 Do you feel? do you feel it at all?
 Cos together we stand but divided we fall
 I lower my guns to play russian roulette
 But I'm too damn scared to pull the trigger
 Cos a bullet in the head would leave me dead
 And it's better to live as a rock and roll nigger
 Do you feel? do you feel it at all?
 Cos together we stand but divided we fall
 The monkey fights a mother(?) like a man fights himself
 And it's always a fight without a winner
 Those endless lines on the way to hell
 Cos heaven never welcomes a sinner
 Do you feel? do you feel it at all?
 Cos together we stand but divided we fall
 Do you feel? do you feel it at all?
 Cos together we stand but divided we fall