Deep seated hatred of people With nothing on their back Take food out of their babies' mouth And plan your attack Clean up the streets and lay waste To their means of living Ship them out when their ship has sailed And laugh at their misgiving
Move em out Clean up the streets Thank god That eyesore is gone
Finally safe Nothing to fear We can now Feel safe in our homes
Relocate the impoverished To the outskirts of town Never address the problem Celebrate a future Without those cast outTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
