you rich fucking scumbag your gonna get a brick because your life style is the anchor that sinks us in the shit you have cars worth more than houses
[Music: Harrington / Esquivel / Adams] [Lyrics: Esquivel] You say one thing and do another Heard the same thing a thousand times Merry go round in
while people to in jail crime does not decrease society is no better place and no one is rehabilitated jails are overcrowded minorities are criminalized
the workers control the means of production what a fucking waste when most means of production are as worthless as what they generate useless commodities
if you don't vote you can't complain fuck that line of shit because it won't change any thing other than superficially i'm not willing to accept what
another day goes by of this insanity we fight one another not the real enemy rich bastard scum still rule this land while their stolen wealth and positions
18 years on and the battles just begun Live your life like a soldier on the run Grow up fast and learn to be a man Now you're just doing what you can [
Signed your name on the dotted line Your promising future was soon left behind Eyes open wide, god and gun at your side Your hopes and dreams soo fall
sit uponed your high horse of superiority dishing out convictions and your hate filled opinions like your anything better than a useless peice of shit
two flags fly in a blood red sky under the same sun flames roaring over shatter the silence bringing hell from above the end is nigh as you fall two
how much fucking longer can this go on how many more lives ruined and completely fucking wasted to ensure there is no fate to capitalism or those who
every fucking morning is the same bullshit drag my ass out of bed and stagger off to work working for shit another eight hours gone my life is fucking
[Music: Harrington / Adams / Vander Ende] [Lyrics: Esquivel / Harrington / Vander Ende / Kaufmann] Inside looking out Can you believe what you see
Look into his eyes Never look again So much to hide For fear that he has sinned He's lost all self control In his life he has no goal He feels
Well, it seems like yesterday Young and bored, we got nothing to live for We set out to right the wrongs Screamed out in defiance against the things we
everyday is full of fucking boredom and frustration and everyone you see is full of ignorance and apathy have the good times gone leaving just a faded
the power is in the hands of the few there are too many homeless too many starving they don't care they don't listen their profit is more important
[originally performed by Iron Maiden]
