They say you hear every word we say
Well hear this, hear this, hear this
I am guilty of my crime
Guilty of my crime
You do not intimidate me
I will not be intimidated
Not by 600 men in Eton suits
Or one poor fool in a fat red tie
Do you really think that you outrank me?
With your sunglasses?
And your wiretapping?
You think any fool can't buy a microphone?
Inflationary spending
Like a cat that's lost his stick
Quantitative easing
Do you think you can seduce me?
You control everything
But you can't even play it to win
Drone attack
Is that what's coming for us?
You try to Peel away our rights
Do you think you can confuse me?
This isn't your homely desert
The ball's not in your court
Devotees
We tear your walls
Grab everything in our sight
We're here for the gift of your gold
We'll rip each other to shreds
We're going to the temple of commerce
Murderers
We come into your holy place
Running our lies through your deceit
We'll say we've cleansed the temple
All we've done is change the dirt
This is the temple of commerce
credits
from War E.P.,
released April 17, 2017
including various public domain recordings from freesound.org
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