The music press grins but did you think they would help us? No, it's not in their interest; freedom's not what they want The change in their life style would destroy the bank balance Much rather they would shit and watch the world collapse In their fairytale city, they poison the mind With rock 'n' roll for entertainment So, the nation won't find out about Corruption, control, the distribution of wealth It's a plan based on distraction, well see for yourself They make millions profit now who's on what side? Do you see them lift a finger as the starving victims die? Some people tried to change things, tried to clear out all the shit Big bosses forced a clampdown, anarchy must not exist!
Fuck off if you don't want to help, that's the message loud and clear From the con men you once labelled, you bastards just don't care Just who the fuck are you to talk? You even sell yourselves OK you've got your own opinions, well now have ours as well
Shut your mouth, because you don't understand the way things are The way we live, the role we play is not a superstar For you to use, build up, smash down as you see fit You dozy jerks you write such shit
If we sound like a bad phone call then you've got a crossed line If we tell you the same as yesterday, well, did you think we would change our minds? You say we look too violent, say our message is forgotten Well, if you don't like that tough, because that's the only face I've got!
You don't know shit... you make me sickTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
