His spit
Is worth more than her work
Pass the purse to the pugilists
A-he's a prize-fighter
And he bought rings and he owns kin
And now he's swingin'
And now he's the champion

Hey revolver
Don't mothers
Make good fathers?
Revolver
Hey revolver
Don't mothers
Make good fathers?
Revolver

A spotless domain
Hides festering hopes, she's certain there's more
Pictures of fields without fences
A spotless domain
Hides festering hopes she's certain there's more
Pictures of fields without fences
Her body numbs as he approaches the door

As he approaches the door
As he approaches the door
As he approaches the door
As he approaches

Hey revolver
Don't mothers
Make good fathers?
Revolver
Hey revolver
Don't mothers
Make good fathers?
Revolver

Hey revolver
Don't mothers
Make good fathers?
Revolver
Hey revolver
Don't mothers
Make good fathers?
Revolver

Yeah!

Hey revolver
Don't mothers
Make good fathers?
Revolver
Hey revolver
Don't mothers
Make good fathers?
Revolver

Revolver!
Revolver!
Revolver!
Revolver!

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Composição: Rage Against the Machine / Zack de la Rocha · Esse não é o compositor? Nos avise.
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