keep the masses content tou say we're doing everything statistics tell a different story ordinary means to an end have changed nothing we have everything to lose
in tall buildings Rats crawl in filthy hallways, incinerators Sinners who faithless, still there's hope Pray it's answered, dreams turned real What's a wicked nation? One
down some canned-goods Won't cut the Gray pupon We got the layer-on Back to the drawing board Can't afford to lose journey beyond One, slash one slash ninety-one
. What is it that we sing then? Our love of life is total, everything we do is an expression of that, Everything that we write is a love song. * We
them weakness Can't take the trodding Me haffi bring me sword and me haffi bring the sling Go on and on in as the cold, you a go lose everything This one
one chance One kiss One taste of you my black madonna I'd sell My soul My self-esteem a dollar at a time One taste One taste One taste of you my Magdalena
We dare not forget today that we are the heirs of that first Revolution. [Benefit] Critical, outlook on life seems miserable Criminals running one nation
them weakness Can't take the trodding Me haffi bring me sword And me haffi bring the sling Go on and on in as the cold you a go lose everything This one
write love songs. What is it that we sing then? Our love of life is total, everything we do is an expression of that, Everything that we write is a love
, habitats in tall buildings Rats crawl in filthy hallways, incinerators Sinners who faithless, still there's hope, pray it's answered Dreams turned real - what's a wicked nation? One
canned-goods, wont cut the Grei-pupon We got the layer-on, back to the drawing board can't afford to lose journey beyond One, slash one slash ninety-one
is Being few and the feud is outta here. For a thousand years, what a pivotal Stage everything will fall under his visible reign. No flaws No flaws on our Physical frames everything
habitats in tall buildings Rats crawl in filthy hallways, incinerators Sinners who faithless, still there's hope, pray it's answered Dreams turned real - what's a wicked nation? One
-goods, wont cut the Grei-pupon We got the layer-on, back to the drawing board can't afford to lose journey beyond One, slash one slash ninety-one, my
