There's a place that's neatly tucked away, beyond the other side A place of which you'd never dream there'd be a need to hide For the building is surrounded by pastures pure and green But the image hides reality, and the distance k**s the scream That comes from inside is never exposed to the air For the place is packed with scientists who show how much they care While the guard stands bravely at the gate with guard dog by his side The same breed of animal is butchered inside Well, what a f**ing waste of money, what a f**ing waste of time A f**ing waste of money, what a f**ing waste of time A f**ing waste of money, it's a f**ing waste of time What a waste of human knowledge, what a f**ing way to die There ain't no f**ing truth in the inspector's files As he walks down the d**h corridors, he covers his sighs with smiles He sees the pain and agony, but remembering his position He's got his place, just another face, but he's just not paid to question He thinks it's rather funny because he's earning lots of money When his eyes are forced aside as out slides another trolley Another tray of corpses, unlabelled and unmentioned But it's no good asking "why, why?", because they never f**ing listen So, liberate... Animal testing to detect thalidomide Torturing and k**ing while there's loads more things to try The suffering and the pain, the excruciating pain It all goes over and over gain This f**ing witchcraft won't solve anything For it's the same experiment over and over again, over and over again... Again