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WHO'S THE ENEMY
grandson, Bob Vylan
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(Who's the enemy?)
Is it the boy throwing rocks after they took everything that he got?
(Who's the enemy?)
Is it the boy caught or is it the system leaving a little boy shot?
(Who's the enemy?)
Is it the boy that changed his identity, got told it's a felony?
(Who's the enemy?)
Oh, I think I know, I'll sit my ass down when that flag gets flown
'Cause I know
Yes, I know
You're the enemy
You're the criminal
Not the victim
Unforgivable, unforgivable
You're the enemy
You're the criminal
Not the victim
Unforgivable, unforgivable
(Who's the enemy?)
Is it the color of his skin, or is it the tax bracket he's in?
Is it the immigrant soul or the policy at home that's takin' its toll?
(Who's the enemy?)
Is it radicalized men or the country that colonized them?
Is it the hustler, or is it the system that's bringing them customers?
(Who's the enemy?)
Who survives long enough to decide the right side of history?
Who provides policy that divides with more pain and misery?
(Who's the enemy?)
I think I know, I'll sit my ass down when that flag gets flown
'Cause I know
Yes, I know
You're the enemy
You're the criminal
Not the victim
Unforgivable, unforgivable
You're the enemy
You're the criminal
Not the victim
Unforgivable, unforgivable
(Who's the enemy?)
(Who's the enemy?)
(Who's the enemy?)
Left and right, it's all the same
It's all the same
It will never, never change, dropping bombs and making money
Making money
Dropping bombs and making money
My brother said they came and carved a line into the land
Packed up the oil, let him figure where he'd stand
The place was left in ruins, so some packed up and ran
People of the sun labeled people of the sand (who's the enemy?)
Whose life with they had a price would be cheaper than a man
With fair skin and blonde hair, yeah, you understand?
It wasn't fair when they took the life out of our hands
And rinsed our resources to meet their demands
And we arrive on the shore in a cold world
Built off the backs of those from the old world, still labeled a threat
Homeland driven with debt
But the enemy we faced hasn't killed us yet
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