Horns call out with a clarion tone
In sync with the struggles that we've always known
Every skank is like a message carried in time
Through winds of change, in rhythmic rhyme
With every beat, we rise up strong
Dance to the tune of freedom's song
Even as the world spins out of frame
The joy of the groove, it remains the same
Under the streetlights, the shadows play
As city streets hum with the reggae sway
We skank through the alleys, we skank through the grime
With a rebellious heart, defying the time
In the distance, hear the bass line thump
Feel the ground shake, and our spirits jump
We dance to the beat of the urban sound
In the concrete jungle where freedom's found
Sirens call, in the smoky night
But we'll keep movin', with all our might
The sound of the city, our constant hymn
With every step, we live on a whim
Feel the rhythm, feel the might
In the gritty streets where dreams take flight
Though the night may bring its shroud
We skank and shout, heads unbowed
The brass is loud, the tension's high,
We're living on a razor line,
Doomsday clicks with every beat,
It's the bomb under our feet.
Politicians play their games,
Point their fingers, shift the blame,
But the clock's about to chime,
We're running out of time!
One minute to midnight, it's a ticking sound,
The fire's getting closer, it's all around.
One push of a button, one flash in the night,
The world's at the edge of losing the fight.
Skankin' in the shadow of a mushroom cloud,
The kids still dance, the bands play loud,
But every groove feels bittersweet,
When the earth shakes beneath your feet.
Leaders in their suits and ties,
Promise peace but tell us lies,
While the gears of war still grind,
It's humanity on the line!
One minute to midnight, it's a ticking sound,
The fire's getting closer, it's all around.
One push of a button, one flash in the night,
The world's at the edge of losing the fight.
Brass section wails like a warning cry,
Drums pound like hearts afraid to die.
We've got to skank, we've got to shout,
Turn this madness inside out!
,
Before we see the end of the light.
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English
Horns call out with a clarion tone
In sync with the struggles that we've always known
Every skank is like a message carried in time
Through winds of change, in rhythmic rhyme
With every beat, we rise up strong
Dance to the tune of freedom's song
Even as the world spins out of frame
The joy of the groove, it remains the same
Under the streetlights, the shadows play
As city streets hum with the reggae sway
We skank through the alleys, we skank through the grime
With a rebellious heart, defying the time
In the distance, hear the bass line thump
Feel the ground shake, and our spirits jump
We dance to the beat of the urban sound
In the concrete jungle where freedom's found
Sirens call, in the smoky night
But we'll keep movin', with all our might
The sound of the city, our constant hymn
With every step, we live on a whim
Feel the rhythm, feel the might
In the gritty streets where dreams take flight
Though the night may bring its shroud
We skank and shout, heads unbowed
The brass is loud, the tension's high,
We're living on a razor line,
Doomsday clicks with every beat,
It's the bomb under our feet.
Politicians play their games,
Point their fingers, shift the blame,
But the clock's about to chime,
We're running out of time!
One minute to midnight, it's a ticking sound,
The fire's getting closer, it's all around.
One push of a button, one flash in the night,
The world's at the edge of losing the fight.
Skankin' in the shadow of a mushroom cloud,
The kids still dance, the bands play loud,
But every groove feels bittersweet,
When the earth shakes beneath your feet.
Leaders in their suits and ties,
Promise peace but tell us lies,
While the gears of war still grind,
It's humanity on the line!
One minute to midnight, it's a ticking sound,
The fire's getting closer, it's all around.
One push of a button, one flash in the night,
The world's at the edge of losing the fight.
Brass section wails like a warning cry,
Drums pound like hearts afraid to die.
We've got to skank, we've got to shout,
Turn this madness inside out!
,
Before we see the end of the light.
In sync with the struggles that we've always known
Every skank is like a message carried in time
Through winds of change, in rhythmic rhyme
With every beat, we rise up strong
Dance to the tune of freedom's song
Even as the world spins out of frame
The joy of the groove, it remains the same
Under the streetlights, the shadows play
As city streets hum with the reggae sway
We skank through the alleys, we skank through the grime
With a rebellious heart, defying the time
In the distance, hear the bass line thump
Feel the ground shake, and our spirits jump
We dance to the beat of the urban sound
In the concrete jungle where freedom's found
Sirens call, in the smoky night
But we'll keep movin', with all our might
The sound of the city, our constant hymn
With every step, we live on a whim
Feel the rhythm, feel the might
In the gritty streets where dreams take flight
Though the night may bring its shroud
We skank and shout, heads unbowed
The brass is loud, the tension's high,
We're living on a razor line,
Doomsday clicks with every beat,
It's the bomb under our feet.
Politicians play their games,
Point their fingers, shift the blame,
But the clock's about to chime,
We're running out of time!
One minute to midnight, it's a ticking sound,
The fire's getting closer, it's all around.
One push of a button, one flash in the night,
The world's at the edge of losing the fight.
Skankin' in the shadow of a mushroom cloud,
The kids still dance, the bands play loud,
But every groove feels bittersweet,
When the earth shakes beneath your feet.
Leaders in their suits and ties,
Promise peace but tell us lies,
While the gears of war still grind,
It's humanity on the line!
One minute to midnight, it's a ticking sound,
The fire's getting closer, it's all around.
One push of a button, one flash in the night,
The world's at the edge of losing the fight.
Brass section wails like a warning cry,
Drums pound like hearts afraid to die.
We've got to skank, we've got to shout,
Turn this madness inside out!
,
Before we see the end of the light.
Writer: George Fletcher
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid