BLACKOUT PROBLEMS - Poets of Protest

The poets who still had some hope formed a movement,
Provoking free progress & no one could stop them,
Fighting with nothing but words as their weapons,
They saw walls as their paper & cans as their pencils,
The streets became part of a beautiful poem of resistance,
We the brave will not leave the square we are patient.

We came, we saw, we conquered,
We bite off the hand of the finger we've been offered.
We came, we saw, we conquered,
The poets of protest won't be forgotten.
And Robin Hood starts laughing.

We stood on the rooftop, where everything's started,
Watching the leaders begging to stop it,
The outcome much better than we had expected,
The houses rebuilt & the bridges repaired,
The system renewed, the reward for a life in despair,
We stood together as one & smelled spring in the air.

We came we saw we conquered
We saw the fall of the king & the rise of the fuck ups
Came, saw, conquered
It was about what we needed & not what we wanted.

Written by:
Marcus Schwarzbach, Mario Radetzky, Michael Dreilich

Publisher:
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Peermusic Publishing

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find