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…. |
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