Lady Liberty, come down and bleed to me
I want nothing to do with your crazy world
Broken promises, those poor noises
Are bringin' it by the time for all the famine and the law
From the contras to the upstarts to shouted Sandanistas
[Chorus:]
Lady Liberty, come down and bleed to me
You had me to believe that the streets are paved in gold
Storming terrorists, then the cold hits
Then I come to find that the streets aren't paved at all
From the contras to the upstarts to shouted Sandanistas
From the contras to the upstarts to shouted Sandanistas
From the Kremlin to Afghanistan to the forgotten ones
She offers it confusion to distraught refugees
In the fields of poison ivy, through the famine and disease
You bled my loyalty
[Chorus]
Shouted Sandinista
Rancid - Lady Liberty Lyrics
Rancid - Lady Liberty Lyrics
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Lady Liberty, come down and bleed to me
I want nothing to do with your crazy world
Broken promises, those poor noises
Are bringin' it by the time for all the famine and the law
From the contras to the upstarts to shouted Sandanistas
[Chorus:]
Lady Liberty, come down and bleed to me
You had me to believe that the streets are paved in gold
Storming terrorists, then the cold hits
Then I come to find that the streets aren't paved at all
From the contras to the upstarts to shouted Sandanistas
From the contras to the upstarts to shouted Sandanistas
From the Kremlin to Afghanistan to the forgotten ones
She offers it confusion to distraught refugees
In the fields of poison ivy, through the famine and disease
You bled my loyalty
[Chorus]
Shouted Sandinista
I want nothing to do with your crazy world
Broken promises, those poor noises
Are bringin' it by the time for all the famine and the law
From the contras to the upstarts to shouted Sandanistas
[Chorus:]
Lady Liberty, come down and bleed to me
You had me to believe that the streets are paved in gold
Storming terrorists, then the cold hits
Then I come to find that the streets aren't paved at all
From the contras to the upstarts to shouted Sandanistas
From the contras to the upstarts to shouted Sandanistas
From the Kremlin to Afghanistan to the forgotten ones
She offers it confusion to distraught refugees
In the fields of poison ivy, through the famine and disease
You bled my loyalty
[Chorus]
Shouted Sandinista
Writer: LARS FREDERIKSEN, TIMOTHY ARMSTRONG
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing