They're gonna clean up your looks
With all the lies in the books
To make a citizen out of you
Because they sleep with a gun
And keep an eye on you, son
So they can watch all the things you do
Because the drugs never work
They gonna give you a smirk
'Cause they got methods of keeping you clean
They gonna rip up your heads,
Your aspirations to shreds
Another cog in the murder machine
На сей позитивной ноте распрощаюсь. О том, что случилось с МОИМ телефоном, напишу завтра.