You have this life, what for? me Spend it on shit, your ignorance me You serve me morals, changed for a fiver Upright citizen, subscriber You won't print the word, but you'll beat up the In your ignorant, arrogant, terminal You this life, you deprive me of mine With your twisted, imbalanced of sin That revolves around money; how much are you for? A tenner, a fiver, is what you're caught for? I'm sick of your pride, you you can rule me crappy judgement from your respectable majority Majority of You self oppressed idiot I'm not going to carry you, I'm no How many times do I excuse and The damage inflicted by the way you live? I hold my vision your oppression final defence, your only possession I'll show you the blood, but still point the gun If the money's enough, or can you show a man? To your submissive wife, desperate loving, mothering, stifling bore You have life, you twist and abuse it Morals and money and controls it Can't you see the children, blood in the street? Every that you raise is a corpse at your feet time you are bought, I don't care the amount You are the rapist, dealing in death And you do this with mercenary morals, you Oh, you've been told about down in the pit Respectable man, honourable wife? A waste of and an insult to life