Pearl Jam Rival Lyrics
all my rivals will see what i have in store, my gun...
i've been harboring fleets in this reservoir, red sun...
and this nation's about to explode
your disciples are riddled with metaphors, well hung...
better pony up and bring both your barrelfulls, not one...
as we release this unspeakable toll...
(every grain of sand equals)
(all the stars and everyone)
how's our mother to damn these contributors...with mud?
how will the man who made chemicals difficult...shed blood?
how's our father supposed to be told?
See also other Pearl Jam lyrics
- Come Back Lyrics
- Last Exit Lyrics
- I Got ID Lyrics
- Sleight Of Hand Lyrics
- Elderly Woman Behind The Counter In A Small Town Lyrics
- Drifting Lyrics
- Whipping Lyrics
- Sweet Lew Lyrics
- Save You Lyrics
- God's Dice Lyrics
- Breakerfall Lyrics
- The Whale Song Lyrics