let them eat war
Theres a prophet on a mountain and he's making up dinner
With long division and riding crop
Anybody can feel like a winner
When it's served up piping hot
But the people aren't looking for a handout
They're America's working corps
Can this be what they voted for?
Let them eat war
Let them eat war
That's how to ration the poor
Let them eat war
Let them eat war
There's an urgent need to feed
Declining pride
From the force to the union shops
The war economy is making new jobs
But the people who benefit most
Are breaking bread with their benevolent hosts
You never stole from the rich to give to the poor
All he ever gave to them was a war
And a foreign enemy to deplore
Let them eat war
Let them eat war
That's how to ration the poor
Let them eat war
Let them eat war
There's an urgent need to feed
Declining pride
We've got to kill 'em and eat em'
Before they reach for their checks
Squeeze some blue collars
make them bleed from their necks
Seize a few dollars from the people who sweat
Cause it's freedom or death and they won't question it
At a job site the boss is god like
Conditioned workhorses park at a stoplight
Seasoned vets with their feet in nets
A stones throw away from a rock fight
But not tonight, feed 'em death
Here comes another ration (feed them death)
Cause they're the finest in the nation (feed them death)
But there's nothing left to feed them
When it's freedom or it's death
Let them eat war
Let them eat war
That's how to ration the poor
Let them eat war
Let them eat war
There's an urgent need to feed
pjesme od the dead pudlicas
VIKING
Oo.Oo,
When I look at the sky,
I ask my sef why?
My thoughts are running in the mist,
Through mauntains and forests at night.
There is a figure spreading in the sky,
That is Odin pointing to Valhala,
To the land of battles and red snow.
Do I belive it is true ?
I don”t care as long he is beside me !
Do I belive it is true ?
I don”t know but ther”s where You”l find me !
Oo,Oo,
I have my shild I have my sword,
Only one thing left……… go north!!
In that moment the mist has left,
I woke up and saw I was back.
A frozen tear my I has left,
I think it was a reminder welcome back.
Do I belive it?-don”t ask me.
Shal I recive it?-come find me.
AND I WILL TELL YOU SOON
CLULESS….
Ooooooooooooo……….
Jeah…..
It is better with a hole in your head,
It is better of dead.
Replace your God, to who you bow every day,
Replace your God, and start to pray:
To who are we praying for?
We don”t remember any more,
Only empty memories!!!
For what are we fighting for?
For punk to be even more!!!
No more accessories!!!
As you hear these words the people are poor
Where is your God know?
Cooking up a new war.
And you ask me how?
Look around not just down….
Post je objavljen 20.03.2007. u 19:04 sati.