they bought a nuclear submarine
They play war games in the sawn
mud with a white flag flying
They put a blood red bill in my hands,
it's nothing to do with me
I rip it up because I can't pay,
I can't pay, and I won't pay
They're generating while the
While the world tries to turn green
I get the cost of the clean up
It's nothing to do with me
I rip it up because I can't pay
And I won't pay for their
I'm underneath their table
Nobody knows where the money goes
They send a tax and another tax
But it must be democratic
I'll let them do it to me
I'll watch the bad cats get battered
I've got questions, objections
Has this fast food traveled at
From the space race to my tongue
Am I buying a stick to beat myself with?
Or contributing to party funds?
Keeping some peasant worker
How many innocents lose their lives in
the glass of a packaging?
What am I doing with this blood
It's nothing to do with me
Rip it out because I can't pay
And I won't pay for their mistakes
But I won't pay for their mistakes
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