Bitch And Animal
Wtc
world trade center center of the sky
oh looming phallic destiny running slave ships on the side
did you fall cause chaos came or are you chaos with another name
you tried to build power out of steel and glass and then got it knocked down on its ass
you lured the peple there with your corporate sneer and cheer
and the people all went in american dreams got built on fear
and now the smoke is all we see crawling corpses over our city
the planes are in my hair i cant even make a phone call from up here
the smoke is rising and flags are too propaganda prop your hands up
good and evil goo
and the citizens are encouraged to pray
but two hands together never made slaves not slaves
Letras de canciones
and the robot president blinks three times in between his booze and lines
he says were going to win win what?
hypocrites are bloody in their guts
now all five boroughs are watching
dust and dying floating up
from the bottom of manhattan
it's my generation growing up
From Letras Mania