Letras:
Sabertooth Zombie Dance The Prisoner

You promote fear, perpetuating guns and power Does for(four?) years at the academy, make you a god? You?re just a pig, a pig to me But a scary pig

Yellow ribbons and gold teach and black lung and octane Fell asleep on sunbeams Woke up in a deep freeze Who needs direction, when you got rejection

God is the son of freedom In search for the panacea His only wage for this occupation Is a brooding self-hatred Evil is the son of the earth Buried

100,000 sad songs stuck in my head Two clenching fist punching holes in my bed Never seen a black cloud move indoors It brought down a cold rain that

The flight of the phoenix has been grounded Tried to rise up but got pounded Shake up dust, move to the next town Nights spent channeling this desperate

(Cover of Wire) I'm tired of being told what to think I'm tired of being told what to do I'm sick of fucking phonies I?m sick of you No, no, no