Freddie D Totally Fucked Up '99
Adelleda
Let ‘em hear you in the back.nnThe muffled whispers from the back of the hall resonate right through the crowd.nThe wall of sound takes aim and quickly shoots it down.nRight to the floor stuck under boot prints, a million people strong.nAn awkward eye connects that something has gone wrong.nnIt must have been a mistake. Get up, get up, get up, get up!nListen to the sound in the underground as it calls out your name.nAnd then one voice sings, “I have much more to offer.”nThe true heroes without the microphones start storming the stage.nnThere’s a better place to hang your coats and your voice.nGlances received, they are as tired as me.nOne step to rid the world, to spread the word.nLet’s take a crossbow to the heart of this narrow bullshit mentality.nnIt must have been a mistake. Get up, get up, get up, get up!nListen to the sound in the underground as it calls out your name.nAnd then one voice sings, “I have much more to offer.”nThe true heroes without the microphones start storming the stage.nA transformation of generations: betrayed to acclaimed.nnMarch on to the beat of your drum.nHeadfirst, climbing stories aboventhe waste that dominates the air we live on, forcing us to choke.nnIt must have been a mistake. Get up, get up, get up, get up!nListen to the sound in the underground as it calls out your name.nAnd then one voice sings, “I have much more to offer.”nThe true heroes without the microphones start storming the stage.nA transformation of generations: betrayed to acclaimed.nWe hang our heads and realize there’s been a mistake.
Lyrics by Adelleda
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