You're speeding down the road with living on your mind This travesty you're leading is deceiving you will find Just when you think you've had enough you think you've had your fill You turn the corner there it lies Poor little roadkill
Hey, time Is wasted, hey, time is wasted
Your conscience full of gulit as you pass the corpse on by You start to wonder what its like and how it feels to die Flashbacks of Vietnam the training sergeant's drill Murdered comrades strewn about Just like the roadkill
Your term of existence left some lines upon your face Welts of dishonesty of the bloody human race People in their masses forget with drugs and oils Sins left upon the body of the Poor little Roadkill
So Come forward, step in line and come and meet your fate Cause that's not your mother's chicken dinner lying on your plate It's mankind's distorted view frying on the grill Behold the future from the eyes of the Poor little roadkillTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
