Story Behind the Song
This song was written around 1992 by Joe and Rip. Rip was going through some extreme hardships and some of that is reflected in this song.
Lyrics
Yesterdays headlines, all read the same
Covert action taken, in another man’s name
Grinning faces, on hearts of stone
They pick your pockets, and throw you a bone
Hands held out, they steal your trust
When the race is over, it was all a bust
Swindlers run rampant, living high off your sweat
Blind to your desperation, no justice is what we get
Chorus
Well it’s the act of war, against the common man
While thousands die at the shake of a hand
It’s the act of war, the ultimate sin
A capital crime, where nobody wins
Some lie rusted, some lie dead
Others search for a place, to lay their weary head
At night I here them scream, crying out in need
While fat cats lie sleeping, on beds made of greed
Chorus
Again and again till the end
Over and over and over again
I helped a friend, I did what I could
As I walked away, did I do any good
I lie awake, till the break of day
I wonder if I’ll see him, will he make another day
I wonder?
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