Song Lyrics
Your security lies in your bed of white foam, you act concerned but then why turn away Speedwagon, when a lady was raped on your doorstep today
and your freaks are cryin but your back is still turned
the time has come for you my friend
golden country your face is so red
You better stop your hidin or your country will burn, well your blacks are cryin but your back is still turned
Golden country your face is so red, to all this ugliness we must put an end
Golden country your face is so red, and your freaks are cryin but your back is still turned
well your blacks are cryin but your back is still turned
When a lady was raped on your doorstep today, with all of your money your poor can be fed Speedwagon, your security lies in your bed of white foam
Well your blacks are dyin but your back is still turned, you strut around and you flirt with disaster, the time has come for you my friend
You better stop your hidin or your country will burn, your security lies in your bed of white foam, when a lady was raped on your doorstep today
To all this ugliness we must put an end, and your freaks are cryin but your back is still turned
With all of your money your poor can be fed, well your blacks are dyin but your back is still turned, golden country your face is so red
Your security lies in your bed of white foam, with all of your money your poor can be fed, golden country your face is so red
Well your blacks are cryin but your back is still turned, you strut around and you flirt with disaster
Before we leave we must make a stand, before we leave we must make a stand, golden country your face is so red
You better stop your hidin or your country will burn, and your freaks are dyin but your back is still turned
Well your blacks are dyin but your back is still turned, before we leave we must make a stand
and your freaks are cryin but your back is still turned
With all of your money your poor can be fed, and your freaks are cryin but your back is still turned, before we leave we must make a stand
Your security lies in your bed of white foam, you strut around and you flirt with disaster, you better stop your hidin or your country will burn
To all this ugliness we must put an end, you better stop your hidin or your country will burn, you better stop your hidin or your country will burn
The time has come for you my friend, you better stop your hidin or your country will burn, before we leave we must make a stand
Well your blacks are cryin but your back is still turned, and your freaks are cryin but your back is still turned, when a lady was raped on your doorstep today
You strut around and you flirt with disaster, and your freaks are cryin but your back is still turned, the time has come for you my friend
you act concerned but then why turn away
To all this ugliness we must put an end, before we leave we must make a stand
and your freaks are cryin but your back is still turned
you strut around and you flirt with disaster
To all this ugliness we must put an end, golden country your face is so red
Well your blacks are dyin but your back is still turned, golden country your face is so red Golden, you better stop your hidin or your country will burn
You better stop your hidin or your country will burn, you act concerned but then why turn away