Lyrics

Well, it’s another one down, and the rest are bound, to a petty and trivial life
But they keep on coming, they think know something, providers for their kids and their wives

Try to make amends, payments never end, count the days till they die
It goes, tick, tick, tick, it’s got you really quick, and it’s gone in the blink of an eye


Yeah, propaganda running free
Yeah, nationwide death by industry
Your elaborate hoax, dated joke, let the gun fire smoke
And add me to the body count

It’s the private industry, the public industry, every fucking sector
Run at a rapid pace; just try to get a taste, of that almighty dollar

Claw for every bit, the streets lined with shit, your sight still rose-colored
Believe in every lie, all hope running dry, just another empty cupboard

Yeah, propaganda running free
Yeah, nationwide death by industry
Your elaborate hoax, dated joke, let the gun fire smoke
And add me to the body count

Yeah, propaganda running free
Yeah, nationwide death by industry
Your elaborate hoax, your dated joke, let the gun fire smoke
And add me to the body count