(Parsons/Bators)
bite on the hands that feed you
one day they`ll turn on you
never trust those with power
they`ll take you for a fool
take what you want and use it
ya gotta make it work for you
this time round i`ve had it
ya don`t tell me what to do
take them and break them
make them feel it too
or soon you will face it
when they all spit on you
a flower one day withers
the end ain`t never far
time will wait for no one
no matter who you are
look at the way they treat you
a pawn in a powder game
propaganda living
and you`re the one to blame