Welcome to my butchershop Here are my tools A big, big, chop shop And blood thirsty fools
They stand at a podium Only puking bile Promising opium But giving only smiles
Democracy for everyone who can pay Such disgusting words stun Yet you stay
I'll eat your hopes And I'll crush your dreams You will never cope I'll feast on your screams
My knives are ready And now it's time to cut My hands are steady Society is dead and rots
Join this union And I'll promise to kill 'Cause that's what you want You crave for the thrill
Yes, that's what I think 'Cause you aren't doing a thing Nothing to stop it Not a god damn thingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
