Hurt hurt hurt hurt hurt Pushed in your stampede Roll in filth and greed Comfort blinds our working eyes I've never seen a tv bleed their lies This program that informs you Was tested and it failed Stil searching for your fortune? Then salute as they prevail I will stab your heart While i tie your shoes
Bomb bomb bomb bomb bomb Straight down You stand still as directed Their power multiplies We preach the dissolution Of willing slavery Mother i'm gone, mother Their green eyes have roots in contradiction Hoping, bleeding, it's not working We are not powerless