• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Brick Walls - David Gray
• Brick Walls - Son Volt
• Brick Walls - Passenger
• Brick Walls - Qwel
• Break Lies - Headshot
• Prick Class - Head Wound City

I just don't care
Don't care at all
I've banged my head too long
On these brick walls
Every seed I sow
Shudders and falls
Perishes betweens
Ah these brick walls
And I feel like the last hair
On a head gone bald
Not much point being there No point at all
How many more years?
Years 'till they fall
On the blind eyes
And deaf ears
And these brick walls
These brick walls
These brick walls
These brick walls
Ah these brick walls
And I'm long past worrying
And I'm way past being appalled
I know history is hurrying up
And time can't be stalled
So don't try to run, no
Before you can crawl
Just wait and the time will come
Hey for these brick walls
These brick walls
These brick walls
These brick walls
Ah these brick walls
Ah, umhm
Brick walls
Brick Walls

There's more to this than waiting
Lined for you I'm searching for understanding
In this world, outside that heartache
Your heart is your fortress
Man parts and shackled doors
There's more brick walls and bridges on the way to your heart
Look down between the rules, carry on this way
Void of ceilings in the wind, crying for a lot of days
(Chorus)
Love's a Spanish word to be sung
It ain't hard when love is on the run
There's more brick walls and bridges on the way to your heart
Ain't it hard with conventional ways?
Come calm puts love out of place
There's more brick walls and bridges on the way to your heart
(Chorus)
Love's a Spanish word to be sung
It ain't hard when love is on the run
There's more brick walls and bridges on the way to your heart

Well we dance without our shoes,
But there's glass around our feet
And we'd walk around the town,
But we're allergic to concrete
We'd be stuffed to the gills
But there's nothing here to eat
No, there's nothing here to eat
No, there's nothing here to eat
Oh, well we'd love to rest our eyes
But we hear the floor boards creek
So, we lie with one eye open and
Clutch knives between the sheets
If there's no rest for the wicked
Well, then we'll never get no sleep
We'll never get no sleep
No, we'll never get no sleep
Oh, no...
'Cause we're banging our head's against brick walls
And the walls are hard and our head's are soft
It's a painful way to get attention
It's a painful way to get attention
We're banging our head's against brick walls
And the walls are hard and our head's are soft
It's a painful way to get attention
It's a painful way to get attention
We're banging our head's against brick walls
And the walls are hard and our head's are soft
It's a painful way to get attention
It's a painful way to get attention
We're banging our head's against brick walls
And the walls are hard and our head's are soft
It's a painful way to get attention
It's a painful way to get attention
We're banging our head's against brick walls
And the walls are hard and our head's are soft
It's a painful way to get attention
It's a painful way to get attention
We're banging our head's against brick walls
And the walls are hard and our head's are soft
It's a painful way to get attention

[Verse 1]
Yo, check out this tape (is it rock?)
No it isn't, but I really think you'd dig it if you'd give this shit a listen
It's my heart and soul (you play your own instruments?)
Well not actually, but we got the sample from...
(yeah well whatever, it's all crap to me)
I know, but this is different I'm gifted, and it's some phat shit
(rap is ignorant, stop acting like you're black kid)
Yo, can I at least pop it in so we can find out?
(I said no! I don't allow that nigger shit in my house get a job)
Ok I catch your drift this shit is just my passion
(I don't give a fuck what it is, you put it in, and I'ma smash it)
(I said no that's why, don't even ask again
Keep it up and find yourself fucked up just like your black friends)
Yo, it's doper then most rock shit (yeah right)
At least it's honest, Ya know you're right
To like this shit you need some soul, so you ain't on it
You ain't heard of Outkast? Then how you lived a rock riff
Cop some Pharoahe Monch tickets and whisper mosh pit
(Yo, you're still hear? I thought I said to hit the road?)
Yo, fuck you Helen Keler
Do the twist until your hips explode
[Chorus x2]
My god speaks to hip hop prophets through rock riffs
'till white boys drop beat boxes in mosh pits
[Verse 2]
Yo, check out this piece
This shit is clean (is that so?)
(If it's on a building it ain't art)
Well what about the sisteene chapel?
I bet if you tried to give graph just half the chance you'd did it
(Yo, that shit is ignorant, and all it is is vandalism)
(Go to school and get paid to paint, not playin' all night)
Oh, so if it don't pay it ain't art, and if it does it's all right?
I don't get it (It's wrong 'cause you can go to jail you dipshit)
Oh, like they fed Christians to lions, how is this shit different?
(People can't even read it, how's it art, I thought so!)
'Cause art ?? lives like Basciot, ask Picasso
(Tell it to the judge when you up in jail dummy)
(Don't even bother to call me or your mom for bail money)
I ain't asking you for shit, just 10 minutes to peep some flicks
If that's too much to ask you ain't got eyes to see this yet
If you ain't seen ?? you just missed impressionism
When Dondi flicks rough as Van Gogh the lessons given
(I didn't ask you to express yourself, give up your cans kid)
Fuck you Helen Keller, I'll hit the bricks, you hit the canvas

Fight back
I mean
White and black
To demonstrate strength
Let's take
Control
I wanna see
Heads roll
People judged by the colour of skin
This will ever be the biggest sin
If you're one of those who don't care at all
Cut your throat or hang yourself on a rope
As one the job can be done
Show resistance I wanna see your fist dance
Raging power is for what I yearn
The only way will they ever learn
Race war grows
White and black still attack
Strike back
I mean
By attack
Achieve a different level
To break
Their lies
We will not
Compromise
For a vision it is much too late
A decision must be made
Useless words in endless discussions
Problems rising done is nothing
Crime rules the chaos gets bigger
Solutions needed before I pull the trigger
Empty promises behind deceived eyes
Clear your mind don't believe their lies
Race war grows
White and black still attack
Break lies
We'll break lies
We'll break lies

So you've aced the prick class: moustache for extra credit. dimbing up to
Privileged. pretty sweet. you pleased your parents. the punchlines perfect;
It never grows old: the lack that only grows in lives you'll never know.