Rage Against the Machine
Rage Against the Machine - Revolver lyrics
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Pass the purse to the pugilist He's a prizefighter He brought 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 A potless domain Hiders festerning hopes she's certain there's more pictures of fields without fences Her body numbs as he approaches the door Hey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers? Revolver
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Author: Zack de la Rocha
Composer: Tim Commerford, Tom Morello, Zack de la Rocha, Brad Wilk
Publisher: Sony Music Entertainment (UK) Ltd.
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Released in: 2002
Language: English
Appearing on: Bombtrack's (2000) , Fear Is Your Only God , Rock Guerrillas (2000) , The Best Of (2004)
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- Country: United States
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