Mixed Kid Fridays

Lyrics

We wrote to home
To let them know we'd taken Rome
And watched the smoke billow up behind the dome.
What started as a day to stand with hand in hand
Became a violent man to man
Spill of blood on sacred land.
And it's a worrying time to be living through
When you give in to
What they're giving you.
It's a worrying time to be worrying through
When you eat into what they're feeding you.
They sent the men
With guns to try and take us in.
But we came at them
With all the strength of Roman men.
What came to pass
Was no less than the human masses
Taking on the upper classes
Throwing back what we'd been passed.