Pull out your dead roots Pull out your best suit It's time to inspect the subjects Lose your intentions Lose your common sense It's time to groom you for judgement
Stick to a numb stare Strip to your underwear It's time for you to be cleansed Keep your eye's straight For Christ's sake Remember we're your friends
Good luck getting over the fence Good luck running even a dead end The mission, the plan Just breath you don't need to understand
Can you hear me? The siren's on Let the water run, leave the light's on An ear for baby if you need it Can you hear me? I'll repeat it
Draw the bridges, dig the ditches steep We're gonna need a new border Get thyself in line, it's time for reassignment Time for a new first world order
We got a job to do We don't ask we tell you Work is freedom, sloth is sin So pull out your dead roots Pull out your best suit You know the one they're gonna bury you in
Good luck getting God on the phone Good luck getting even a tone You can trust me, it's not a test And I won't leave you with this mess, any questions?
You in the back Can you hear me? The siren's on Let the water run, leave the light's on An ear for baby if you need it Can you hear me? I'll repeat it
Good luck getting over the fence Good luck running even a dead end The mission, the dream The body, the blood the machine
Can you hear me? The siren's on Let the water run, leave the light's on An ear for baby if you need it Can you hear me? I'll repeat itTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
