Nation of Finks

Lyrics
When I was young, I had one law Be quiet about the things I saw A kid who tells on another kid is a dead kid It's a sad, sorry fucking day Things have changed, it's another way You have to watch what you say Can't speak out, your phone is bugged Can't fight back, they keep you drugged Land of the free, that's what they think Home of the slave, nation of finks The walls have ears, the hills have eyes A polygraph will show your lies Get parole or lose your soul Strong people of immoral sin Don't let your better judgement win Pick up the phone and turn them in Surveillance of the fittest! I don't need a reason to commit this treason I don't need an excuse when my neck's in the noose We will be at ease, let us live how we please All we want to do is to stand tall and free Now as a man, one rule for me Be quiet about the things I see A man who tells on another man is a dead man
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Credits
- Writers
- Charles Nims
- Jerry Lang