Marcy Playground şarkı sözleri
(J. Wozniak)
Rain
Like tin angels falling down
Like a mission and we're halfway there
From some old dried up fried forgotten town
Why
Won't they let us be ourselves
With out potential we could toe the line
And show the bastards up with our divine
Light
Seize
All the records from the past
Hold ransom all the artifacts
This ragged town protects them to the last
With lies
See them running, heading homeward to Seattle
