Lirik Lagu Let Freedom Ring (volumes 4, 5, And 6) - Mark Germino & The Sluggers
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
Well the black dogs are barking at the distant soundOf an east side siren cuttin' down,And some safe-crack-alley-Jack-Ripper-of-fame,Smiles by the light of his own blowtorch flameAnd the heat's so heavy they keep circling the block,Checking warehouse windows and the front street docksWith a billystick shaking from the side of his hipCramming everything he's got into a forty-five clip
Oh oh let freedom ring, oh oh let freedom ringOh oh let freedom ringLet us all keep the beat and let justice sing
Now that night watchman with the switchboard eyesSits sweating out bennies as an exerciseTappin' coronary rhythms with a fountain penOn the base of his skull and underneath his chin,While on the thirty-eighth floor about a mile awaySits a big sandbox where the lawyers playOne in particular has spent all dayTampering with the history of the dossierOf some retainer-bought-crooked-white-collar-clientWho acts like a weasel and walks like a giantIn a world where rules begin to dissolveIf you got enough money to get a lawyer involved
Oh oh let freedom ring, oh oh let freedom ringOh oh let freedom ringLet us all keep the beat and let justice sing
Now the street sweep cleaner comes chuggin' up MainSquirting a ready-made mixture of detergent and rainWashing a very wide assortment of the city's shameInto the mouth of an oversized city drainWhere the two-foot-slew-foot alligator reignsWith his Timex watch and his underground trainFighting off the pressure of this critical acclaimWith more snap in his bite and more weather in his veinsWhile the secret police in their dark dress bluesLight their cigarettes up with a dynamite fuseInspecting their silhouettes down to their shoesHoping to stumble upon a series of cluesAs to what went wrong when the universe was bornWill Gabriel be blowing a synthesized hornLoad up the wagon and sell off the cornW
Oh oh let freedom ring, oh oh let freedom ringOh oh let freedom ringLet us all keep the beat and let justice sing
Now that night watchman with the switchboard eyesSits sweating out bennies as an exerciseTappin' coronary rhythms with a fountain penOn the base of his skull and underneath his chin,While on the thirty-eighth floor about a mile awaySits a big sandbox where the lawyers playOne in particular has spent all dayTampering with the history of the dossierOf some retainer-bought-crooked-white-collar-clientWho acts like a weasel and walks like a giantIn a world where rules begin to dissolveIf you got enough money to get a lawyer involved
Oh oh let freedom ring, oh oh let freedom ringOh oh let freedom ringLet us all keep the beat and let justice sing
Now the street sweep cleaner comes chuggin' up MainSquirting a ready-made mixture of detergent and rainWashing a very wide assortment of the city's shameInto the mouth of an oversized city drainWhere the two-foot-slew-foot alligator reignsWith his Timex watch and his underground trainFighting off the pressure of this critical acclaimWith more snap in his bite and more weather in his veinsWhile the secret police in their dark dress bluesLight their cigarettes up with a dynamite fuseInspecting their silhouettes down to their shoesHoping to stumble upon a series of cluesAs to what went wrong when the universe was bornWill Gabriel be blowing a synthesized hornLoad up the wagon and sell off the cornW
