Work hard every day - because I've got to eat And every day the politicians recline in the seat Of the government corruption and the Political waste. The fruits of my labor I never get to taste Let the blood of the pigs run red down the Capital steps Left me with nothin' Politicians gettin' fat and I can't even pay my rent Left me with nothin' While the cold war wages on In the houses of government Civil servants sitting so high on the hog While the rest of us are forced to fight for Scraps like a dog In the Cabinet right were they told us before Why in this place do I feel like such a whore? Let the blood of the pigs run red down the Capital steps Cold war in the city states Elected officials still get paid For runnin' a system that doesn't have Anything to do with them.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
