Propagandhi - Head? Chest? Or Foot? lyrics
[Propagandhi - Head? Chest? Or Foot? lyrics]
Three choices one bullet
One trigger guess who gets to pull it?
One leader a thousand slaves
For every throne there's a thousand graves
You're all the same
Just part of their machine
Perpetuate their dream
They subsidize your nightclubs
And they subsidize your malls
They herd and brand the masses
Within painted prison walls
Until your freedom of assembly
Becomes the missiles they create
Or just mass delusion, dancing
To this music that you fucking hate
But, I'm not the same
I'm not part of your fucking machine
I'll jeopardize your dream
I'd rather be imprisoned
In a George Orwellian world
Than your pacified society
Of happy boys and girls
I'd rather know my enemies
And let them know the same
Whose windows to smash and
Whose tires to slash
And where to point the fucking blame
One future two choices
Oppose them or let them destroy us
One trigger guess who gets to pull it?
One leader a thousand slaves
For every throne there's a thousand graves
You're all the same
Just part of their machine
Perpetuate their dream
They subsidize your nightclubs
And they subsidize your malls
They herd and brand the masses
Within painted prison walls
Until your freedom of assembly
Becomes the missiles they create
Or just mass delusion, dancing
To this music that you fucking hate
But, I'm not the same
I'm not part of your fucking machine
I'll jeopardize your dream
I'd rather be imprisoned
In a George Orwellian world
Than your pacified society
Of happy boys and girls
I'd rather know my enemies
And let them know the same
Whose windows to smash and
Whose tires to slash
And where to point the fucking blame
One future two choices
Oppose them or let them destroy us