Taxed for the work we do To finance innocents’ extinction Attacked for staying true Don’t want part of your plans’ completion
No respect for hardworking youths No respect, just lies and hidden truths
Go on with your ways Just stay away Cos soon it’s yourself that you’ll slay
One day my time will come And I was not taught to run
One day my time will come Death or glory I won’t run One day my time will come I won’t forget where I come from
I’ve spilled out my heart Time and again in many songs Still found no heaven Nowhere to belong Tony Blair’s kind will never understand Like disease they spread How many innocents have already gone The list of those dead already too long
They’re wrong. Wrong!
Power control They’re greedy and still try deceive my Doesn’t matter who you vote for It’s always the same old story We’ve all done wrong when the fallout comes We’ll burn for what we did not do
Take the food from my mouth To pay for wars Futile in their reasonTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
