Thank you Mr. Officer Grey (great?) for all the things you said to me
For all the good that you have ever done
Will you, what would I be, all the gas upon my flames
My love and rage all roll up into one
For everytime your gun goes off, and new rebel is born
So when there's 41 bullets, there's 41 thousand thorns in your side
Well take a ride down to precient 29, and we'll sing and dance and break the code of silence
Thank you governor
Thank you governor
To the mayor and
The commisioner
Your monster is alive now
Shes taken to the streets
Crashing through your opra house and tearing at the seats
For all the times you sign your name, someone out there dies
Found a wallet, not a gun
A mother's wife in tears
From her eyes
We despise
Your hollow truths and honest lies
Now you can sing the monster into slumber
Thanks bastards!
You made me what I am
Thanks bastards!
I took the goods and ran
Thanks bastards!
You made me what I am
Thanks bastards!
I took the goods and ran
I took the goods and ran x3
Homeland security vs civil liberty
I'm studying in the shadows of our state
I seen the bones they tried to hide
Cutthroat (?) other side
The flood of us bath water is placed?
The funeral march of all the victims of your power war
Rob the right to steal the night and rebels shall be born
For ever more your the storm we should play after it pours
And joy is sure to come after your silence
The funeral march of all the victims of your power war
Rob the right to steal the night and rebels shall be born
For ever more your the storm we should play after it pours
And joy is sure to come after your silence
Thanks bastards!
You made me what I am
Thanks bastards!
I took the goods and ran
Thanks bastards!
You made me what I am
Thanks bastards!
I took the goods and ran
I took the goods and ran
I took the goods and ran
I took the goods and ran