485C - Rev Lyrics

Murdoch's little fingers had just run out of pies
All the children from the suburbs ate the Rothschilds alive
There was a passion in the East, moving into the West
They caved in his raisin-like head with a Millwall brick


You can pray, you can wait, we're gonna run you underground


The wrinkles of the old world were now demystified
Wayne LaPierre lay dead, he had been flayed from inside
There was a fox-hunt in Britannia and the door gave a click
Georgey Osbourne got shot while sucking Cameron's dick


You can pray, you can wait, we're gonna run you underground


You can pray, you can wait, we're gonna run you underground