Текст, перевод и аккорды “Anti–City Strategy”
- For the torso begging on Colaba Causeway For the green-eyed girl on the street in Mumbai For the grapefruit tumour that entered the taxi The bitter reality is far from sexy Choose the grave of the classes Choose another guide Than the old god who committed suicide Am the fire that blew up Oklahoma Am the wind that demolished Sodoma Choose the grave of the classes Choose another guide Than the old god who committed suicide Am the fire that blew up Oklahoma Am the wind that demolished Sodoma The blood that gleams on the butcher's knife Am filtering Ray-Ban philosophy of life May my bombs smash The City of No Pity Kings and generals have never been pretty Am the child's brown teeth The ribs that broke The billion lives that never spoke Broadcast the crucifixion of the poor Wake the human beings and arm them for war The Third World War rages below their feet Information works for their defeat Before my fur suits the somber ladies Before my wolf soul belongs to Hades Bring wind to the forest of the crosses Comfort the people who suffered the losses Stop the media murders Rumour after rumour Kill the weak Say it's postmodern humour Write my thesis with a razor in the face of lies One word for every hope that dies The blood-stained brokers die as vampires die Roll their marble staircase on people that cry Write my thesis with a razor in the face of lies One word for every hope that dies The blood-stained brokers die as vampires die Roll their marble staircase on people that cry Hand out the pills, pass the chalice Let us die to give the animals some peace Together for the first time let us drink Extinguish everything or what do you think
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