The Brat Attack - Your Comfort Is k**ing Me lyrics

They would never predict the fall The one that destroys us all The revolution never came to a crawl Burning co*ktails for broken dreams Your comfort is k**ing me It is that now dead at your door Are screaming for cla** war So many wars we have won But the battle has just begun Our anger burns hotter than the sun Storm the streets into the night A blood spilled corporate fight As we unite they are full of fright City by city, we take it all back Set for the next waves of attack This is the new plague with cold eyes Staring behind a black mask Gone are the days of a pa**ive yesterday Never no more will we see a government betray Corporations of nations, their moneys foundation Big business giving politicians a wealthy masturbation