Sons of Anarchy.

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I'm so tired of all this talk 
of paradise,
cause it's not gonna be here,
when tomorrow comes,
well we were promised El Dorado,
and it was all a perfect lie,
but between religion and the bottle,
some have kept their powder dry,
so when you're standing near the fire,
then it's time do or die,  
I am are waiting for the sons of anarchy, 
I can't live inside this tragedy,
some must answer to the sons of anarchy.

Che Guevara brought his razor,
and his brother brought the gun,
cause when mother's going hungry,
there's revolution,
the empty streets were paved with gold,
in old Eldorado,
but that's all disappeared,
before our eyes, 
somebody needs to pay,
for all their crimes,
I am are waiting for the sons of anarchy,
for this is just the way it has to be.

We are living in a world,
where no-one cares,
the poor are feeling hunger,
and it's cold outside,
but one day they'll know the anger,
that now lives inside of me,
well maybe our forefathers'
were the sons of anarchy?
but no-one else is gonna set us free,
so I'm gonna join the sons of anarchy,
for this is just the way it has to be

There's a one-eyed yellow idol,
on the road to Mandalay,
so amid this mad confusion,
we must surely sieze the day now,
though El Dorado's been and gone,
we might reach Avalon,
and we will be in Shangri-La, 
before this day is done.
I am running with the sons of anarchy.
for this is just way it has be.