Transfer Lyrics & Chords By Ron Cannon

Raging crowds of gunpoint stares in Palestine, where twelve year old hands throw capital offenses. Blistering is the abrasion of land. Sickening I this faceless division. ...read more

there was no end and no beginning there was no exit that i could find can't tell you what you want to hear come to get you can't tell you what you want to hear come to get...read more

Bought a ticket Destination Nowhere I am going Then he smiled It'd been awhile He said Goodbye bye bye bye love She worked at the Transfer station No last words or...read more

Lack of will to shape ourselves Produced by our environment Manufactured by everything To make our future predesigned We adhere to their suggestion Random sketch no...read more

life, reduced to survival aimless wandering citizens scattered all over is this a virtual country testify till this accomplishment jacked on the wire, to 1000 billion...read more