We´re the ugly people, the ones that won´t be cloned We got too many defects, they´ll leave us alone Wherever there´s masters, there will be slaves Nothing´s changed except the caves
We´re the no good people, The ones that can´t afford To travel out of misery And to be blessed by your lord We´re the so called people, or so it used to be If you aint got nothing, then you are nothing... not in this societyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
