Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Now You've Put Your Foot in It, artist - Conflict.
Date of issue: 04.05.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Now You've Put Your Foot in It |
Jesus Christ, it’s now got out of control |
There’s three million animals dead |
God, Father, anyone, help us please |
This is destroying the future, our lives wrecked |
Meanwhile the brigadier loads his prick with the |
Bolt and takes command of the cull |
Maker forgive me, accept my body to heaven |
I’m begging, please pray for my soul |
Oh shut your whining fucking mouths |
And fuck you, too |
Am I a right callous cunt |
Or have I seen through you? |
We didn’t shut our mouths when they told us to |
We’re not like you who follow suit |
Why shut your mouth? |
Because I told you to |
You’ve put your foot in it enough, you don’t know truth |
You’ve been telling me, now I’m telling you |
Another cattle farmer cops it. |
People cry at the altar |
I couldn’t give a fuck |
How many animals slaughtered? |
The industry of greed, economic will to succeed |
A blind ambition, the open mouths to feed |
Fox hunts on hold; |
their masters join the cull |
It’s for the good of the country? |
Killing? |
Control? |
The countryside alliance, they march, they roar |
Tough, soon you’ll have nothing left to kill anymore |
They say Mr Blair, you’re so unfair — I think |
He’s more like a worthless cunt |
A slimy backstabber to those who should know better |
The electorate litters' runt |
A ventriloquist, who simply takes the piss |
But a word of warning, when he aims, he won’t miss |
He shoots his bolt into the sick and the old |
Understand a cull means out of control |
To retain power, to brainwash mind |
Terminate resistance, make visions eyes blind |
Retained parliament, problem resolved |
Understand a cull means out of control |
Don’t dare come around pimping your politics |
Have you forgot what you’ve done? |
We |
Ain’t. |
You’re top of our list |
You are what you eat and that’s clear on the cover |
Your blood stained bank notes, the economy suffers |
The tears, three million pitifully weep |
Stuff your manifestos, your issues you keep |
As your world boils over, anger’s melting pot |
Realize and remember, that’s all you’ve got |
I can’t hear your lies! |