All Their Children

from All Their Children by Roman Redd

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You may find yourself
Barely in a suburban home
And you may tell yourself
I will say my prayers again
And you may tell yourself
One day that check will come in the mail
And you may tell yourself
I will offer up this sacrifice
You may ask yourself
When will I be free?
And you may ask yourself
Who took my beautiful wife?
And you may ask yourself
Where is is that large automobile?
And you may ask yourself
Is this all there is?

They turn on their TV’s
And the preacher man says
Blessed are the idle
Blessed are the repressed
Damned are their children
Crushed by their own stress
Blessed are the well born
Blessed are the Patriots
All their children kneel down, down, down, down, down
All their children kneel!

Bout to punk rock the mic
Gonna kill a couple Kennedys
Tongue cocked like a slide
I make the right type my enemies
I Smoke em to ash
And watch em choke on their cash
Got Kent State calling like Jesus Christ breathed his last
Got your cross cased in Ivory
Got no place for Samaritans
See the Gentiles dying
But it don't make you care again
They’re watching God's children choke
On their Culture War smoke
I send em straight up to God
Trade the sheep for the goats

Look
Addressing the elephants and the donkeys in the room
With different views
Hiding problems by using brooms
We call that crooked
Adjusting the information while vomiting common sense
To condense that the system could use a cleanse
Look out for bullets
Striking down opposition and competition
So the proletariat doesn’t have means of ammunition
God’s people need protection from all the wicked evil
Lost souls are the reason we are still unequal

They turn on their TV’s
They turn on their TV’s
And the preacher man says
Blessed are the idle
Blessed are the repressed
Damned are their children
Crushed by their own stress
Blessed are the well born
Blessed are the Patriots
All their children kneel down, down, down, down, down
All their children kneel!

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from All Their Children, released April 17, 2020
Written, recorded, and produced by Roman Redd

K.A.T - Featured vocalist

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Roman Redd Chicago, Illinois

I grew up in the suburbs of Chicago, in a devout Catholic household. We went to church every Sunday, and to this day I still do. I've always been a person of faith, but my faith always seems to be sort of at odds with something inside me. Listen to my music and you can hear me wrestle with my own doubt, my mental health, and all the other big questions I ask myself when I take a long shower. ... more

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