Get Off Your Knees Songtext
von Ben Sollee

Here′s a towel for your bleeding heart,
Please get off my work
Here's a plan for your restless hate,
You ain′t no?
There's a whole lot of gold in the hands
Of thieves
There ain't no income,
And get off your knees.

Tightening us with expensive roads
Children talking at your sleeves.
Shaking hands with the closest friends
Sided treats with your enemies.
Yes, you can cut your head
Shine your shoes but you
Walk around like you′re misplaced
But words you′re gonna give
How you're gonna eat
If the farmers don′t get paid?!
There's a whole lot of gold in the hands


Of thieves
There ain′t no income,
And get off your knees.

Right or wrong, there's a place for your voice,
Protect your?
You can′t save them all and I
Can't stop you from trying,
That's when supposed to be free.
Over the makers and news I make
? Tryna sell us another cold beer.
Of course, I might be about that minimum wage
I can′t afford to five the fear
There′s a whole lot of gold in the hands
Of thieves
There ain't no income,
And get off your knees.

There ain′t no income,
And get off your knees
Get off your knees
Get off your knees