Fourth Of July Songtext
von Mishka Shubaly

Did we spend all that money just so you′d move far away
For a big job with a fancy name but you couldn't tell me what you do
Well I remember a dirty face kid
Afraid of the dark
I held in my hand your tiny hand

Now I hear them voices in the parlour like the buzzing of flies
Like macaroni salad and memorial funds could easy the pain
We′re so sorry to say
We're so sad to say
I'm sorry we always sympathise
Did you love him so much when he was alive


I wanna see everybody outside like the fourth of July
Let them drag his body through the streets
Let them see what they have done to him
See whatcha done to me

He looked good the last time we saw him
Christmas last year
The warning signs I guess we′re clear
Detective said we shoulda chained him to the radiator
Want to thank you for your kind words and your helpful advice

I wanna see everybody outside like the fourth of July
Let them drag his body through the streets
Let them see what they have done to him
See whatcha done to me

Alright now

I wanna see the skies on fire like the fourth of July
I wanna see their bodies line the streets
You′re gonna pay for what you have done to him
What you have done to me