Angelspit - No Guillotine, No Crown lyrics

[Angelspit - No Guillotine, No Crown lyrics]

These idle hands do the King's work
While TV sells fear
They got me paying bitch tax
For a future I'll never see
Honesty is to expensive
Working hard for no reward
Call it "survival of the fittest"
Call it a dream I can't afford

History comes back round
No guillotine,  no crown

The trash of the future
Once dreamed of being rich but now at age 20
Live under a bridge bred for potential
Programmed for champagne
Now they are forgotten like piss in the rain

History comes back round
No guillotine, no crown



A salary is just a fable
Like turning lead into gold
Secrets have true value
For turning citizen to drones

Hope dried up long before the money went
I'll become another madman
Screaming on the subway train
Maybe I should steal a princess
Ransom the Pharaoh for his child
But just like her daddy
She's a replaceable droid

History comes back round
No guillotine, no crown

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