Raised On Whipped Cream lyrics

Song information

Artist: Killradio
Album: Raised On Whipped Cream

Lyrics

Politicians wasted our money for too long
And religious leaders are raping our children
So where are the poets? they're
Rall at their slams
And where are the leaders? taken out by the man
Where is my money? I know I had it somewhere
Someone picked my pocket, probably was an old lady
Where's my favorite rockstars?
They both shot themselves to death
Well where the fuck's my daddy? followed in the same footsteps

So where will we turn when we fall down?
Where will we turn when we fall?
[X4]

I can't trust the president, or anything that he says
I can't even trust my own mother
They were both raised the same way
Well, what you gonna do, when they come knocking on your door?
Will you really pull that trigger or go run for shelter?

Where will we turn when we fall down?
Where will we turn when we fall?
[X4]

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