Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Tell Me You Care

You slimy got it alls
You crap-eyed ghosts with balls
You wicked stabbing hard,
while the going's good
Administrators vicious
Dancing on the pile
Slipping your sly
Impaling flesh on
The corpses help you up
To position at the top

You shit-head slimy it alls
You bind the baby as it
And crush its head, the soft new
Burst its and keep it dull.
You own its mind, you murderous
Grind it down with teeth
And it up with national pride...
through self-sacrifice
Not for themselves, but you, you
You raid the bodies of the

You slimy make it alls
With dead meat as you walk
Don't of justice or respect
You shit soaked moralist...
What right is yours that others
Are yours to and kill and bind?
It's your security that they for
definitions that they die for
You stack your dead heroes with no more
Than some accountant at work

You shit-head slimy got it
Crap-eyes ghosts were crawl
old jerk-offs with your bodyguards
Those muscle-pimps forty-fives
You automatic butchers
Bullet shitting hookers
It's your heartless they protect
you deny the shame of your neglect
All you can see is brutal success
And the dead and fear the mess

You shit-head greedy have it
You cheat and lie and
That your is also ours
That what you you take for us
While your ambition scrapes the dry
And your are archaic battlecries

You dead meat eyesore pushers
Look elsewhere for arselickers...
The face stares back from the mirror
the reality of your horror
So don't tell me you care,
You the dead as you curse life
Eat you own shit leader of nation
Piss off to your Downing fortress
us out of your madness
Buy own vaseline, grease your own arse
Shit in your own yard, suck your own turds...
IS OUR WORLD

When you woke this morning you so rocky-eyed,
and white normally, but strange ringed like that in black.
It doesn't get much better, your voice can get ripped up shooting in vain,
someone hears what you say, but you're still on your own at night.
You've got to make a noise to understand the silence.
Screaming like a jackass, ringing so you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there - the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it, but not touched by it.