Listen to my honest lies Look into my angel face God bless our amazing race!
I want you all to understand A better future we have planned We bomb with love, not christian hate We do not conquer, but liberate
March of the living, On a blue day of sun Camel caravans transport the dead...
Some people believe, it's for our own good To bomb and to kill and shed innocend blood They sleep in their beds, oblivious to lies While we who have wakened, hear bloodcurdling cries
March of the living, On a blue day of sun Camel caravans transport the dead March of the living, On a blue day of sun Camel caravans transport the dead Seems we're having lots of fun!
We bombed all the buildings Til fires were glowing While Baby Bush yelled: "Keep the oil pipes flowing"
March of the living, On a blue day of sun Camel caravans transport the dead Seems we're having lots of fun!
March of the living, On a blue day of sun Earth is pregnant with the dead Seems we're running out of fun!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
