Blood money runs beneath cracked streets
"Such a great feat!" says the proud boy, "Such a great feat!"
The rug is in the sky
Who cares if people die?
When the only thing left to gain is more fucking money
Old major
Will you save us?
Old major
How can this be?
Fuck
Blood money runs beneath cracked streets
"Such a great feat!" says the proud boy, "Such a great feat!"
Fuck you
Burn it to the ground
"Such a great feat!" says you
You psychotic prick
No matter how many sick
You'll slit as many throats as it takes
As many throats as it takes to get them on their knees
Old major
Will you save us?
Old major
How can this be?
Isn't it funny?
So much charm in an open hand
Drain my blood dry (Drain my blood dry)
Watch me as I die
Watch our skin flake off, fortunates decay
It's our only defense to keep the pigs at bay
The vow pledged young has escaped from your knowledge
While you shine the shoes of the ones holding you hostage
Holds you hostage
Holds you hostage
Blood money runs beneath cracked streets
"Such a great feat!" says the proud boy, "Such a great feat!"
The rug is in the sky
Who cares if people die?
When the only thing left to gain is more fucking money
Allure held hostage
Open handed
Allure held hostage
Open handed
You psychotic prick, no matter how many sick
You'll slit as many throats as it takes