TECHNOCRACY from ASTROPOLIS by RiGNA FOLK
Tracklist
| 10. | TECHNOCRACY | 5:09 |
Lyrics
Mark my words when Iím sober. Though Iím not
drunk all the time! Iím dying inside when I see
those creatures crawl Rats from one corner to
another, weíre sick of your radical religious crap,
go back to the sandbag you all came from.
Weíve build a new home right on the hill. So
no oneís able to hideaway, We all have done things
which might have been wrong: A past we donít
want to talk about. Mark my words when Iím sober.
Though Iím not drunk all the time! I wrote the books
of resistance. Your paradise will go down!! Our
problems are gone thanks to technology
Your children are save now in the shelter.
Mark my words when Iím sober. Though Iím
not drunk all the time! I wrote the books of
resistance. Your paradise will go down.
Youíll die in isolation with alcohol and
eternal dreams.
