| Song | Raised On Whipped Cream |
| Artist | Killradio |
| Album | Raised On Whipped Cream |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Jordan | |
| Politicians wasted our money for too long, | |
| And religious leaders are raping our children. | |
| So where are the poets? | |
| They're Rall at their slams, | |
| And where are the leaders? | |
| Taken out by the man. | |
| Where is my money? | |
| I know I had it somewhere. | |
| Someone picked my pocket, probably was an old lady. | |
| Where's my favorite rockstars? | |
| They both shot themselves to death. | |
| Well where the fuck's my daddy? | |
| Followed in the same footsteps. | |
| So Where will we turn when we fall down? | |
| Where will we turn when we fall? [x4] | |
| I can't trust the president, or anything that he says, | |
| I can't even trust my own mother, they were both raised the same way. | |
| Well, what you gonna do, when they come knocking on your door? | |
| Will you really pull that trigger or go run for shelter? | |
| Where will we turn when we fall down? | |
| Where will we turn when we fall? [x4] |
| zuo qu : Jordan | |
| Politicians wasted our money for too long, | |
| And religious leaders are raping our children. | |
| So where are the poets? | |
| They' re Rall at their slams, | |
| And where are the leaders? | |
| Taken out by the man. | |
| Where is my money? | |
| I know I had it somewhere. | |
| Someone picked my pocket, probably was an old lady. | |
| Where' s my favorite rockstars? | |
| They both shot themselves to death. | |
| Well where the fuck' s my daddy? | |
| Followed in the same footsteps. | |
| So Where will we turn when we fall down? | |
| Where will we turn when we fall? x4 | |
| I can' t trust the president, or anything that he says, | |
| I can' t even trust my own mother, they were both raised the same way. | |
| Well, what you gonna do, when they come knocking on your door? | |
| Will you really pull that trigger or go run for shelter? | |
| Where will we turn when we fall down? | |
| Where will we turn when we fall? x4 |
| zuò qǔ : Jordan | |
| Politicians wasted our money for too long, | |
| And religious leaders are raping our children. | |
| So where are the poets? | |
| They' re Rall at their slams, | |
| And where are the leaders? | |
| Taken out by the man. | |
| Where is my money? | |
| I know I had it somewhere. | |
| Someone picked my pocket, probably was an old lady. | |
| Where' s my favorite rockstars? | |
| They both shot themselves to death. | |
| Well where the fuck' s my daddy? | |
| Followed in the same footsteps. | |
| So Where will we turn when we fall down? | |
| Where will we turn when we fall? x4 | |
| I can' t trust the president, or anything that he says, | |
| I can' t even trust my own mother, they were both raised the same way. | |
| Well, what you gonna do, when they come knocking on your door? | |
| Will you really pull that trigger or go run for shelter? | |
| Where will we turn when we fall down? | |
| Where will we turn when we fall? x4 |