ฟังเพลงHot Sand

Hot Sand - Cobra Skulls

Still fighting

Still dying

In the white hot sand

And we can't let go

Of the old black gold

So comfortable

So comfortable

Can't see

A star-spangled coffin on TV

So parents won't care who's got the remote control to airborne drones

Kinda makes me feel like bringing the war home

They put the panthers in a pen

They put the panthers in a pen

They put the panthers in a pen

They put the panthers in a pen

They put the panthers in a pen

Silenced the weather men

Won't feel the draft again

'Cuz the rich kids are always complaining

And there's an army in the ghetto that's waiting

To trade-in hand guns for rifles and grenades

Singing we shall overcome

And get done

In the white hot sand

Easy to see that it's gone so wrong

Hard to believe that it's still going on

Mad for a minute when there was nothing to find

Mad for a minute but out of sight

Out of mind

Still can't let go

So comfortable

So comfortable

Can't see

The damage done on a suburban street

And people worry more about supply and demand

And so we remain

So we remain

In the white hot sand