Тексты песен «A Global Threat»

Everything is wonderful when you see light beyond the wool Don't ask who responsible or feel for an alarm to pull And in this house, shit's going south It's feeding mouths and breeding more Bought in, layed off,...

you say you believe in peace and freedom but you'll never be free without a fight you say you believe in the government when all they do is take away our rights you've gotta fight for you beliefs we need to stand...

blood on his hands, blood on his feet it's the trial of the century set him free and fill your wallet it's your choice so go on and call it you call it justice, i call it shit but we're gonna have to live with it...

blood on his hands, blood on his feet it's the trial of the century set him free and fill your wallet it's your choice so go on and call it you call it justice, i call it shit but we're gonna have to live with it...

It's not some heavy hand from up above that make you late Recall how that night was spent Forget a friendly fate The world perspectives blurred Connect to a herd and leave mind black You could be the black sheep...

Spread by force at any cost, this great democracy The middle class will act with tact, see you there Fly first class on your way to torture for your belief Or Cuba Gone Wild will film you bare We stand in a...

see it on t.v. it makes me sick to my stomach people killing people because of their color in texas, fucking bastards dragged a black man with a truck as his body smashed and splattered they didn't give a fuck i...

Hey fuckhead weekend party jock You're just a piece of shit that talks Hey rich sorority goldie locks Out getting raped or suckin cock Hey high school homie gangster snot Hope your stabbed hope your shot Hey...

There's a 15-minute fad rule They're seven inches late Here we are, too hard, too fast! And I'm just the cynic to tell you It just dont move me at all Bubblegum punk trying to cater To a crowd WITHOUT ANY BALLS!...

It's all just a game, right? But I forget the fuckin' shifty rules I'm not a poet I suppose if the elite defeat the meter of my prose And in no uncertain terms mines is a faith that isn't confirmed Ask the Berkeley...

someone said to me, "look what you did now." half a dozen squad cars are breaking up the crowd and if they stop the show we can't chant no authority so i shut my mouth and just do what the police tell me...

We've been good, but I know we can do better Exactly what's expected right down to the fucking letter If nothing's changed then where's my brain If there's no reaction, we're bored again Time to turn the volume up...

no one's a gas like the living dead set to mate their own brain and lead pull you past your breaking point smile's sinister, hear their creaking joints carry on when i'm gone say you want a little fun a ghastly...

Yo, hello? You don't have to have a gun to your back to be a slave. It's not that necessary if that's all people want from you. A lot of things that seem harmless are quite more dangerous than you might think Pop...

Police cars are after you, your parents tell you what to do if what they say is all so true, i guess there's no home left for you kids will revolt... against all authority teachers tell you what to think in you life...

no open arms just an open mouth i guess im supposed to prove myself you've been here and there and i don't care but with any response i draw a stare not gonna feel like your lab rat in a rut again, they'll offer...

i see you everday on your way home from work your feeling run down in your slacks and company shirt rotting in a cubical thats 5x4 i can't stand this fucking job anymore a mindless puppet staring at the screen so all...

hungry from the pain nothing in your brain alive again from the acid rain crawl out of the sewer drain we're animated skeletons it's everyday life that keeps us zombified we build out own doomsday looking for some...

Spew out pea-brain critiques in fanzines for fuckin' geeks If you're starved to live by decree, feed on flavors of the week You're making enemies with every word we read Stare and wait with no clue Can't dance...

You'll listen if I shout Who cares what it's about? Another thing that I don't need Your bible's my record sleeve I'm in your ear, then out your mouth Mind bomb, the next is you Rolls off your tongue, an easy out...