Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Albert Speer, artist - Machines Of Loving Grace. Album song Concentration, in the genre Иностранный рокDate of issue: 31.12.1992
Record label: mammoth
Song language: English
Albert Speer |
| We have faced despair and found a river there |
| We have faced despair and found a river there |
| We have sucked the fruit of disease and found that it tasted sweet |
| Like meat gone bad |
| Sleep warmly under columns of light… |
| Sleep with the fishes tonight |
| All alone in this recluse car |
| Became afraid of what we are |
| And what we might not be |
| In the land of the free |
| Land of the free… |
| Smell the ripe budding America |
| Sweet-faced, straight-laced pornographic actress |
| That’s her draw |
| No one can believe she’d appear in this smut |
| Face smiling perfect through innocent teeth |
| Unaware of the debauchery beneath |
| Face smiling perfect through innocent teeth |
| Unaware of the wolves running wild in her streets |
| In the |
| Land of the free… |
| Get 'em up, get 'em down on their knees |
| All praise to Allah, who provides what we need |
| A Swiss precision suicide machine and we’re free |
| Jesus Christ |
| Soul on ice |
| Sleep with the motherfuckin' fishes tonight |