Mongrel, Lowkey, Matt Helders - The Menace lyrics
[Mongrel, Lowkey, Matt Helders - The Menace lyrics]
Kinda guy who wonderin' who
The real terror is
You’re a menace, You’re a credit to none
Electoral eclipse of your morals, son
Religions are made evil
The way that we twist ‘em
OK, so now this warmongerer claims
To be a Christian
That’s False you see it if you only look:
Money’s religion, and TV’s the holy book
If he’s Christian
Then Christians are getting a bit crazier
He should know Iraq was
Once called Mesopotamia
They tell a lot of lies that
Are hard to believe in
‘Cos Mesopotamia was the Garden of Eden
Systematically sadistic
Sicker than sickle-cell
"Christians" couldn't turn the Garden of
Eden to living hell kill women and children
Claiming they’re not civilians
Get on the TV and start brainwashing millions
Using innocent lives that died
In them buildings- to get soldiers to fight
But doesn’t want that life for his children
Hypocrite, a killer with the
Covenant of sinner
Governor of Government? Just a
Puppet on a string
Terrorism? Take look in a good mirror
Beat around the bush, I’m a Bush whacker
Bush killer
Don’t believe it, even though some sheeple do
They wouldn’t hate you if you didn’t
Give them a reason to
You say justice but that’s just a lie
Religion’s not the reason - just
The way they justify you’re a terrorist
Giving birth to another terrorist
The fact is fundamentally that
You’re the fundamentalist
Fundamentally, you’re a fundamentalist
Kinda guy who wonderin' who
The real terror is
You’re a menace, You’re a credit to none
Electoral eclipse of your morals, son
They didn’t have no guns and
The war's not won
Electoral eclipse of your morals, son
This one’s for Kosovo, Iraq, Palestine
Chechnya all those who passed in 9
11 in America
Afghanistan, Kashmir, Bosnia and Darfur
It’s in our nature as the
Human race to start war
Congo, Somalia, Eritrea, Rwanda
Lebanon, Liberia, Serbia and Uganda
Around the world
Too many children deaded in vain
I won't carry on ‘cos there’s
Too many to name
Fundamentally, you’re a fundamentalist
Kinda guy who wonderin' who
The real terror is
You’re a menace, You’re a credit to none
Electoral eclipse of your morals, son
Four lucky young guns done london
An Electoral eclipse of your morals, son
Whether you from Battersea or Basra
From Oman or Canada
From Aberdeen or Africa camden or Addis Ababa
I do this for the mothers
And daughters without running water
And the brothers tortured in lawless
Wars that leave countries slaughtered
You say justice well that’s just a lie
Religion’s not the reason - just
The way they justify you’re a terrorist
Giving birth to another terrorist
The fact is fundamentally that
You’re the fundamentalist
Fundamentally, you’re a fundamentalist
Kinda guy who wonderin' who
The real terror is
You’re a menace, You’re a credit to none
Electoral eclipse of your morals, son
They didn’t have no guns and
The war's not won
Electoral eclipse of your morals, son