Born in the trash - it's the pain that I feel You men with power - can't you see that I'm real You call yourself civilized - treat me like a slave It
Fear of tomorrow - we're waiting for the final crash The lost illusion - there ain't no light for us to see Our gods commandments - we once forgot and
Damned cold light - shines day and night No windows here to tell - could this be Hell I'm chained to my bed - asked for confession It makes me depressed
Dressed in cold black - gun in your hand Looking so cool you act like a man Livin' by terror goverment blessed You're taking your prisoners and shoot
When young There's so many questions to ask You grow and you have learn things so fast As kid, everything looks like a dream Somehow, dreams are not what
You want it all, nothing you give Searchin' for more is why you live Your goal is to gain you cause others pain Makes you feel well It's in your head,
JOURNALIST: The hammering from the pit and the pounding of guns grew louder. My fear rose at the sound of someone creeping into the house. Then I saw
The cover of darkness no longer conceals An approaching enemy There are many ways to kick some ass With updated technology You will always get on your
The Artillery Man And The Fighting Machine Journalist: The hammering from the pit and the pounding of guns grew louder. My fear rose at the sound of
Written By Warren Zevon & David Lindell Roland was a warrior from the Land of the Midnight Sun With a Thompson gun for hire, fighting to be done The
Gunships in a storm sinking to the Ocean Floor And with them goes the cause we all were fighting for Fire on the Door as we wash up on the shore The
Rise up from the ashes of evil I had nothing to gain under black wings of freedom Crawling through the sewer of boredom Dirt on my hands never answered
No talk no bullshit no more fooling around Dismiss all that you're saying On our journey we're bound Same lies the same babble No truth in your words
The struggle you keep within Pleading not guilty in a world of sin The voices inside your head Forever you're chained to the living dead When the night
When the night comes down, Everyone asleep I step inside my dream, Delusion Where I'm so unique Can rule the world You know there's no retreat Delusion
[Bonus track] We came by sea and through the air Our troops are everywhere Lies are spread by foreign gods We can not be controlled We will win this
Talking all your nonsense A child so full of lies Mindless dumb and stupid Worthless alibis All this propaganda All these wicked games The patterns on