Lyrics

Theres someone on the dosset With a bastard in his hands All expressing culture Thinks it's just a part of this land Until we make connections With the way it's all been planned He's says for us it's something We'll never understand Advertise democracy monopoly for sale The parsons through the roof they say The bombs will pay the bail The painting [?] Does your factories Bombs break down [?] disease So we are next to starving 'cause the wages that we pay mеan You can't afford to eat the food They cook [?] today Or whеn the shoes they make Go out [?] Repeat the cycle go until your military rule! Another cut the ass[?] Costume of the debt And everlasting due We won't let you forget All [?] enterprise truly goes to waste You give us your responses We give you picket change It's a moral of the story It's war against war against war Words about words about Words on the wall Stand is day Keep it straight Hands off the arse Til here's some more Body exchanges There goes the wages There goes the job And here comes th ewar We look to the sky When we want to know why We go to the ground To get profound Here comes a plane To deliver again And we get to our knees To pray that it's fault Nobody explains [?] Who didn't have a suit on Nobody complains 'Cause we didn't understand Fr we're about to rain Food farm We saw the atom bomb, the fox We saw the atom box of clocks [?] so much kindness Money key is for the locks When all this greed escaped the box We learned to fend for more than what we needed And then the bandit drops We took a crouch The prices only raise the cost Of living without joining in So soldier greatly culture lost The memory we have to fight to save ourselves From losing proper cost And fight again to get the ones The corporations with the box You recognize the astral name It's on your T-shirt and your sock We're the advertising game Who [?]