Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Tell Me You Care

You slimy got it alls
You ghosts with greasy balls
You matron stabbing hard,
Grabbing while the going's
vicious smile
Dancing on the pile
Slipping your sly
Impaling flesh on
The decaying corpses you up
To your at the top

You shit-head slimy it alls
You bind the as it crawls
And crush its head, the new scull
Burst its brain and it dull.
You own its mind, you thief
Grind it down with teeth
And it up with national pride...
Progress through
Not for themselves, but you, you
You the bodies of the dead

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

You slimy got it alls
Crap-eyes were maggots crawl
old jerk-offs with your bodyguards
Those muscle-pimps forty-fives
You gutless butchers
Bullet shitting hookers
It's your heartless failure protect
you deny the shame of your neglect
All you can see is your brutal
And damn the and fear the mess

You shit-head have it alls
You and lie and jargonise
That your success is ours
what you take you take for us
While your scrapes the living dry
And solutions are archaic battlecries

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

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