Feeble puppets follow in tow
Meeting bloodshed with more warheads
An endless cycle of posturing games
Flesh torn apart to end the suffering
It's an age-old excuse for a murderous show
- power and greed keep the cruise well oiled
Metal shards puncture, screams colour the night
NATO flat-tracks rub their hands
Metal shards puncture, screams colour the night
There's a payout to be claimed from the carnival of life
At home they peddle myths of good and evil
Rented hacks exploit the bits in the middle
End result? Death rains from the sky
Chemical sunset, ashen morning
End result? Death rains from the sky
Chemical sunset, ashen morning
And they'll pass you the shovel with barrow and spade
A hard-earned pit for your proudest the brave
To die for what? Money and oil!
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Feeble puppets follow in tow
Meeting bloodshed with more warheads
An endless cycle of posturing games
Flesh torn apart to end the suffering
It's an age-old excuse for a murderous show
- power and greed keep the cruise well oiled
Metal shards puncture, screams colour the night
NATO flat-tracks rub their hands
Metal shards puncture, screams colour the night
There's a payout to be claimed from the carnival of life
At home they peddle myths of good and evil
Rented hacks exploit the bits in the middle
End result? Death rains from the sky
Chemical sunset, ashen morning
End result? Death rains from the sky
Chemical sunset, ashen morning
And they'll pass you the shovel with barrow and spade
A hard-earned pit for your proudest the brave
To die for what? Money and oil!
Meeting bloodshed with more warheads
An endless cycle of posturing games
Flesh torn apart to end the suffering
It's an age-old excuse for a murderous show
- power and greed keep the cruise well oiled
Metal shards puncture, screams colour the night
NATO flat-tracks rub their hands
Metal shards puncture, screams colour the night
There's a payout to be claimed from the carnival of life
At home they peddle myths of good and evil
Rented hacks exploit the bits in the middle
End result? Death rains from the sky
Chemical sunset, ashen morning
End result? Death rains from the sky
Chemical sunset, ashen morning
And they'll pass you the shovel with barrow and spade
A hard-earned pit for your proudest the brave
To die for what? Money and oil!
Writer: Angus Stewart, Ashlea Bennett, Charlie ROse, Christopher Dodd
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Performed By: Bad Breeding
Length: 1:33
Written by: Angus Stewart, Ashlea Bennett, Charlie ROse, Christopher Dodd