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In these sour times Please allow me to vouch for mineBitter taste in my mouthSpit it out with a rhymeI'm losing my religion to tomorrow's headlinesForrest GateSorry mate? Nah nothing - it's finePlease allow me to vouch for mineBitter taste in my mouthSpit it out with a rhymeI'm losing my religion to tomorrow's headlinesForrest GateSorry mate? Nah nothing - it's fineAnd now its post 7/7, why they callin it that?They Tryna link it to New York like we're all under attack From the same big bad guy but it's takin the piss cos the truth is Al Qaeda doesn't really exist There ain't no super villain planning these attacks from some baseThe truth is so much scarier and harder to faceSee there's thousands of angry young men that are lostLetras de cancionesSidelined in the economy, a marginal costThat think there's no point in putting ballots up in the boxThe got no place in this system and no faith in its cogsThey're easy targets to be getting brainwashed by these knobsWho say that spillin innocent blood is pleasing a godWell it sounds good when you don't see no justice or jobs The gas bills are piling up but all the oil's getting robbedSo David's taking out Goliath and his wife and his dogSegregated, castrated now we'll see who's on top So see it ain't religious faith that's causin these crimesIt's losing faith in democratic free market designsIt's no coincidence the bombers came from ghettos up northAnd the way that Bush and Blair talk gives a lost boy a causeThen double standards get em angered both at home and abroadThere's a monopoly on pens that's why they forge their own swordsThe misguided turn violent strap themselves up with bombsBut they're still cowards cos they ain't here when the backlash is onSo in these sour times Please allow me to vouch for mineBitter taste in my mouthSpit it out with a rhymeI'm losing my religion to tomorrow's headlinesForrest GateSorry mate? Nah nothing - it's finePlease allow me to vouch for mineBitter taste in my mouthSpit it out with a rhymeI'm losing my religion to tomorrow's headlinesAbu Ghraib, sorry mate?Nah nothing -it's fineSo all the mans that wanna sayThat my religion has to changeThat we're stuck in a bygone ageIt's time to set the vinyl straightDon't you think it's kinda strange That all this terror outrageThese last gasp castaways These bastards that will blast awayJust turned up in the last decade?When Islam has been the wayFor millions from back in the dayInstead of thinking that were crazedInvestigate just what it saysFast, help the poor, and prayGo mecca, be steadfast in faithThat's the basics that's the baseSo how did we get here today?Well interpretations always changeToday they're read with rageBeing jiharded upDesperation's kinda fuckedMakes you use a book of peaceAs weapons in a ruck So listen...Terrorism isn't caused by religion Or an old school vision of IslamIt's against the Qur'anAnd it's a new innovation Caused by mash up situationsThat's what makes them turn to arms The problem is modernAnd it's all local factorsDictatorships, injustices and wars cause fatwa'sSo in these sour times Please allow me to vouch for mineBitter taste in my mouthSpit it out with a rhymeI'm losing my religion to tomorrow's headlinesAbu Ghraib, sorry mate? Nah nothing - it's finePlease allow me to vouch for mineBitter taste in my mouthSpit it out with a rhymeI'm losing my religion to tomorrow's headlinesGuantanamo, sorry bro?Nah nothing -it's finePlease allow me to vouch for mineBitter taste in my mouthSpit it out with a rhymeI'm losing my religion to tomorrow's headlines From Letras Mania