Fake Pot of Gold Lyrics

FAKE POT OF GOLD (Brutus' Daughters)

NOWADAYS THE SAME STILL HAPPENS
LEPRECHAUN´ S SOUND IS MAGIC
THERE ARE THOSE WHO HEAR THE BEATING
...A HAMMER´S BEATING
THEY MAKE US BELIEVE THEY´LL FOLLOW
FOR WEARING THE WORKER´S HAMMER
THEY MOCKED AT HIS SWEAT SCATTERED
THEY 'VE LIVED WITH THE OTHER´S BLOODSHED
THEY BECOME STORY-TELLERS
FROM THEIR MOUTHS WENT OUT OLD LEGENDS
TO PLEASE US WITH A TRADITION
THEY WILL NEVER TAKE PART INTO.
THEY SAY THE GOLD MUST BE SPREAD OUT
WITH A GENEROUS INTENTION
WHERE ARE THE BILLS THEY HAVE RECEIVED
WHILE SCREAMING "HELP THE POOR SIR!"
NO MORE TREACHERY, NO MORE LIES
THE ONLY THING THEY WANT IS TO HIDE THEIR LIES
OH NO THEY WON´T DECEIVE US MORE
THE ONLY THING THEY WANT IS THE POT OF GOLD
FRIENDSHIP VALUES WERE THEIR BANNER
BUT IN HARD TIMES STAYED IN SILENCE
KEEPING THEIR BACKS ON A SAFE SIDE
COVERING THEIR OWN LIES
BRAGGING ABOUT BEING TOO LEARNED
BUT THEIR HEADS WERE FULL OF DUST
IDEALS SHAPED IN PHRASES
FROM BOOKS THAT THEY'VE NEVER READ
SONGS WERE CHANTED WITHOUT BEING FELT
STRUGGLE WAS NOT MADE FOR COWARDS
IN A BRAVE TONE WORDS WERE UTTERED
WHILE AS HEROS YOU WERE PORTRAYED
WHEN AT LAST YOU GOT THE GOLD
IT BECAME A POT OF ASHES
WHEN AT LAST I EXPOSED YOUR FAKE
I SAW YOU WERE TOO MADE OF ASHES