Have you come for a good time Or to bring everybody down Serial profit of doom Pathetic drunken clown
Full of jealousy and full of hate Blame all your problems on the welfare state do us all a favour And change your life sort it out Now or use a fucking knife
I have problems or my own Without taking all of yours Excuse me while I take a piss And sneak out of the door
Where is your god
Herded like cattle looked on as swine Now that you've reached the end of the line
Where is your god
Thrown out of your home land, engaged in civil war The persecution of minorities all sadly seen before
Where is your god
Cancer eats at you, a plague on mankind Child taken from you, struck down from behindTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
