Blood command - Ghostclocks lyrics

To the white trash mountain hotels To the money bank and then brothels To the starsky oil Routine To the welfare war machine Fit the fire on the TV set Waste the dream about a private jet Get it on with your own ghostclocks Lit it out with chinese rocks You're just a desperate icon A snake in white uniform If we holler you plead When you bleed And if you ever plan to fire again, come on let the games begin You're no good to me, blame lobotomy You're the xxxx living s**er I've ever seen