Letra de A Thousand Lies - The Infested
Letra de canci�n de A Thousand Lies de The Infested lyrics
Crooked two-faced politicians and all your bullshit tax evasions,
We fund your Punch and Judy party whilst you laugh in our faces all day.
Lay down the laws and penalise, the hard working cogs you victimise,
We're ripped apart for one mistake, but your expense piss-take is OK?
We're forced to pay, no other way, your restaurant bills and your pornos too,
Your fancy phone, your second home, some people don't even have one.
A suit and tie sure will not mend, a thousand lies let�s not pretend.
Broken Britain you let it be, no faith in you, our trust decreased.
It's down to us to sew the seed.
You proved to us just how to win, this capitalist rat-race we're within.
Rob the poor, exploit the flaws, a great example you've set.
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We'll keep slaving and being blind, to the tax that robs us every time.
You'll decide what info's leaked so you can claim that TV set.
Your fancy parties, your dirty panties, your designer garden and your stupid hair,
Your flashy car, your Caviar, you're the real crooks in this world.
You bitch and moan, try to control, all the criminals that we have in our world.
You hypocrites, you make me sick, just because you're rich it doesn't make it OK,
To rob the poor, millions robbed, in this expenses scandal in which you were caught.
If this was us, we would be locked up�
A slap on the wrist is all you got.
We fund your Punch and Judy party whilst you laugh in our faces all day.
Lay down the laws and penalise, the hard working cogs you victimise,
We're ripped apart for one mistake, but your expense piss-take is OK?
We're forced to pay, no other way, your restaurant bills and your pornos too,
Your fancy phone, your second home, some people don't even have one.
A suit and tie sure will not mend, a thousand lies let�s not pretend.
Broken Britain you let it be, no faith in you, our trust decreased.
It's down to us to sew the seed.
You proved to us just how to win, this capitalist rat-race we're within.
Rob the poor, exploit the flaws, a great example you've set.
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/a-thousand-lies-the-infested.php
We'll keep slaving and being blind, to the tax that robs us every time.
You'll decide what info's leaked so you can claim that TV set.
Your fancy parties, your dirty panties, your designer garden and your stupid hair,
Your flashy car, your Caviar, you're the real crooks in this world.
You bitch and moan, try to control, all the criminals that we have in our world.
You hypocrites, you make me sick, just because you're rich it doesn't make it OK,
To rob the poor, millions robbed, in this expenses scandal in which you were caught.
If this was us, we would be locked up�
A slap on the wrist is all you got.
