Pushing and selling their fear
Hook line and sinker
Only their lies you hear
These people really don't give a shit about you
But they've still got the nerve
To tell you what to do
Politicians are corrupt, they ain't got the time
But people on the street, ought to be a crime
Politicians too busy, they ain't got the time
Whilst people on the street
Ought to be a crime
They tax your soul
The children's futures they stole
So you cannot just let it go
Then they expect you to behave
Whilst they steal and work you into the grave But you can't harvest love if it's anger you sow
So you stick with the evil you know
Take a look around
Tell me what you see
Is this what you really want?
Do you want to be free?
Where is the pride in such a great divide?
They've made life a slow motion suicide
And they'll tax you til the day that you die
Now where do you think You're going to hide?
Next thing you hear a knock at the door
Who is it? Paranoia you cannot be sure
Have they come for me and now for you?
But now it's too late there's nothing you can do
Midnight Whiskey Massacre - Evil you know, Pt. 1 Lyrics
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Pushing and selling their fear
Hook line and sinker
Only their lies you hear
These people really don't give a shit about you
But they've still got the nerve
To tell you what to do
Politicians are corrupt, they ain't got the time
But people on the street, ought to be a crime
Politicians too busy, they ain't got the time
Whilst people on the street
Ought to be a crime
They tax your soul
The children's futures they stole
So you cannot just let it go
Then they expect you to behave
Whilst they steal and work you into the grave But you can't harvest love if it's anger you sow
So you stick with the evil you know
Take a look around
Tell me what you see
Is this what you really want?
Do you want to be free?
Where is the pride in such a great divide?
They've made life a slow motion suicide
And they'll tax you til the day that you die
Now where do you think You're going to hide?
Next thing you hear a knock at the door
Who is it? Paranoia you cannot be sure
Have they come for me and now for you?
But now it's too late there's nothing you can do
Hook line and sinker
Only their lies you hear
These people really don't give a shit about you
But they've still got the nerve
To tell you what to do
Politicians are corrupt, they ain't got the time
But people on the street, ought to be a crime
Politicians too busy, they ain't got the time
Whilst people on the street
Ought to be a crime
They tax your soul
The children's futures they stole
So you cannot just let it go
Then they expect you to behave
Whilst they steal and work you into the grave But you can't harvest love if it's anger you sow
So you stick with the evil you know
Take a look around
Tell me what you see
Is this what you really want?
Do you want to be free?
Where is the pride in such a great divide?
They've made life a slow motion suicide
And they'll tax you til the day that you die
Now where do you think You're going to hide?
Next thing you hear a knock at the door
Who is it? Paranoia you cannot be sure
Have they come for me and now for you?
But now it's too late there's nothing you can do
Writer: Darren Ironside
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