Lyrics Sick - The Bristles

Sick - The Bristles
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sick, artist - The Bristles. Album song The Best And The Rest, Pt. 1, in the genre Панк
Date of issue: 22.10.2009
Record label: Bristles
Song language: English

Sick

electric meters gone again
no money on the side
I feel my temper rising fast
I’m just like jekyll and hyde
I wanna smash a roller
I wanna steal some dough
I wanna go to a polling boot
and just vote no
we ain’t nazis, we ain’t reds
just ordinary people
sick, sick, sick of being mislead
bohman throw us on the dole
another fucking statistic
but palme ain’t much better
he make me more sick
palme is supposed to be our man
the voice of working class
but he all line his pocket
and sit on his fat arse
we ain’t nazis, we ain’t reds
just ordinary people
sick, sick, sick of being mislead
electric meters gone again
no money on the side
I feel my temper rising fast
I’m just like jekyll and hyde
'cept this time it’s no party
this time it’s for real
this time the working classes
will show the bosses how we feel
we ain’t nazis, we ain’t reds
just ordinary people
sick, sick, sick of being mislead
you lead us up the garden path
to poverty and hunger
but you can only push us so far
and we ain’t going under…
we ain’t going under
we ain’t going under
we ain’t going under
we ain’t going under
we ain’t nazis, we ain’t reds
just ordinary people
sick, sick, sick of being mislead

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