You`re A Bullshit Salesman With A Mouthf — текст песни (Death By Stereo)

This is a place that has no soul
No will to live no where to go
This is a time of much despair

In a world where gold rules all
The fools are quickly first to fall
They think a god will save them all

No! They cannot see the prisoons that surround them
No! The problems multiplying and compounding
No! I will not let chains of excess pull me
No! Into a pit of fool sgold that will hold me

The time to find, we gotta find
The time to find, the state of mind

This is a place that has no soul
No will to live no where to go
This is a time of much despair

I will not get down on my knees
It`s the American disease
It`s just the way they hold us down

No! They cannot see the prisoons that surround them
No! The problems multiplying and compounding
No! I will not let chains of excess pull me
No! Into a pit of fool sgold that will hold me

The time to find, we gotta find
The time to find, the state of mind

It`s inside of me

And all the lies that you sold us, will nver hold us
Now we`re just fed up
And all the fences built around us, will never hold up
Now we`re just fed up
When we met you we where hungry,
yeah we where starving, now we`re just fed up
We where hungry
NOW WE`RE JUST FED UP