Laugh in the face of death under masthead
Hold your breath through late breaking disasters
Next to news of the trite
Codes, feelings meant global
Like coke in the nose of the nobles keeps it alight
Wrath, riots and the race is on fire
And the music for tanks with no red lights in sight
Got you cryin', cryin'
Oh my, my, my
Gold is another word for culture
Leads to fattening of the vultures
Till this bird can barely fly
And Mary and David smoke dung in the trenches
While Zion's behavior never gets mentioned
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