Banks Go Bust — текст песни (Narcoleptic Youth)

This ain`t no warning. No this ain`t no test. This ain`t no song about the social unrest.

This is the real thing. Apocalypse NOW. Get down on your knees.

It`s time for you to bow down to the bigger man with a bigger gun in your face.

Survival of the fittest (Darwin`s theory into practice)

and you`re about to be erased (because)

Anarchy is coming when the banks go bust.

Anarchy is coming then there`s no one you can trust.

Anarchy is coming when the banks go bust and you won`t be laughing then.

I see the crust core kiddie with a gun to his head.Begging for police, but ALL the cops are dead.

There ain`t no government. There ain`t no rule.

Just a bunch of macho tough guys and the people they control so...

Ain`t this what you want to see?!

Ain`t this what you wanted? I thought that`s what you wanted.

Anarchy! Anarchy! Anarchy! Rah Rah Rah!

Sing, We`ve got chaos! Yes we do. We`ve got chaos! How `bout you?!