Screaming At The Wailing Wall - Punk Songs (karaoke)

Confessions

So God how come every wrong's been done?

With deals no Christ should allow

Once the communist now the terrorist

With blood as thick as yours

Now a caravan of clouds

Warns us all of winter showers

Then rattle comes the rain

With each bullet screams your name

So how come this gatherin' storm

Pours little on the truth?

Where the smokin' gun's a familiar

song let loose

With the bombed out cars

Come the falling stars

From a heaven we'll never know

And the nameless names

On the misspelled graves grow tall

We're still screamin' at the Wailing Wall

I'll liberate your peoples' fate

Spoke the Burnin' Bush

But the song of beasts

Grow with oil soaked teeth

Their dollor is mighty and true

Now the eagle soares the sky

Over refugee and child

And to all there is no end

Another day in perfect Hell

So how come this gatherin' storm

Pours little on the truth?

Where the smokin' gun's a familiar

song let loose

All Hail

Now a caravan of clouds

Warns us of deadly showers

Then a rattle comes the rain

With each bullet screams your name

So how come this gatherin' storm

Pours little on the truth?

Where the smokin' gun's a familiar

song let loose

With the bombed out cars

Come the falling stars

From a heaven we'll never know

And the nameless names

On the misspelled graves grow tall

We're still screamin' at the Wailing Wall

Oh I'll liberate your peoples' fate

As we scream at the wailing wall