Just words
Just words
Make a new disaster
Psichedelic war
Tanks in church
God bless you all: holy iron, holy iron
Is like futurism but with no poetry in
My mind
Soldiers are running naked
Don't mind
Osama Bin Laden to George Bush
On the left to Saddam Hussein,
A cross for Tony Blayr, in area, Blair to Beckam
David Bekam is shooting and it's a wonderful goal!!!!!
'cause the fear is weakness
First law
Across your mind limits
Just watching your respect for nothing
You gonna come back, shoulda come back
Be welcome in the new worldwide order
I'm waiting for you
Let's break down the door
Of lies all around the world
Someone is screamin' now
Let's break down the door
I can't explain but millions of people are shouting
Against a wall
Let's break down the door
I can't believe in your word
I can't understand a shout underwater
Break down that door
Back, back, back
Rewind
What 's new? Catholic punk, liberal communist
Brokers playing domino with the other's life
I launch an A.P.B. on God
Sell sell
Buy buy
Die, look
Different people under the same sky
Take another pill of bromide
And freeze your mind
Plunge the world into a party
Bloody honey
Everyone in a doggy style
The end is comin'
Someone call it justice
Winners and losers are running together
To catch the price with no rules, no lights
Live from CNN
The end is coming
'cause the fear is weakness
First law
Across your mind limits
Just watching your respect for nothing
You gonna come back, shoulda come back
Be welcome in the new worldwide order
I'm waiting for you
You got it your solution in you
Get it
Think if what you got
It's not enough
Escape: they want to take us down
Get him
Escape: they want to take us down
The want to take us
Let's break down the door
Of lies all around the world
Someone is screamin' now
Let's break down the door
I can't explain but millions of people are shouting against a wall
Lets break down the door
I can't believe in your world
I can't understand a shout underwater
Break down that door
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