Somebody cried the death of culture Somebody spit in a little boy's face Somebody said you robbed my homeland Somebody got the wrong impression So we
Your'e a real estate agent Yes, a real big man Selling lots and houses Whenever, wherever you can Slumlord tactics are all you know The word is out, you
You who are fighting the endless war Told by generals to kill some more Wake up in the morning, march over the hill Whatever's in your way, you've got
Don't call on help from the other side Things might seem tough, but let it ride Even if the light seems to hurt your eyes Don't you call on the forces
It's all part of the money machine, the money machine It's all part of the capitalist scheme, the money machine Makes you forget you're a human being
There's no place that you can go Run as fast as you want, it will be too slow I'm going out of my head, it's driving me insane I can have no peace until
Wake up in the morning and find yourself Staring at the wall When that nagging urge to take a piss Has you stumbling thru the hall That's what you were
Do you have brain bondage Spend all your time in front of the T.V. set Don't you know they're trying to show you just how to live Better not listen, and
Walk down to the beach and what do I see Non local cars blocking up our streets Don't they know the beach is for locals only Don't they know they can'
Secret sex is the first sex you ever had Secret sex is the first to make you glad Sneak out the window and walk down the street And there waiting for
Ever find yourself awake In the middle of the night You've got insomnia Grab a glass of water Or a cigarette for your insomnia But I know something that
(from "Someone's Gonna Get Their Head To Believe In Something" Compilation) Now baby don't you write me no dear john letter don't you think i deserve
Get out of the house, take a vacation Can't find a job, total frustration Got no money, totally broke Life is boring, there's no more hope Don't tell
Have you ever seen a skate boarder Surfing in a pool Flying over the coping With a skateboard as his tool Well you've got no time for me You think it'
Slamming at the club just the other night It was so cool, even got in a fight It was all right cuz the bros were there Mellow on the outside so nobody
My anguish and aggression Cuz pain is awesome we live off it My anguish and aggression (Necro) If you mess with me your destiny's to rest in peace
what is false! This path may be painful. Yet you must do what is right Slaughter Mercilessly! 'Cause this is Dharmayuddha This is agression of the
Oversettelse: Megadeth. Arkitektur av aggresjon.
