paroles de chanson United Meatbags - Salty

Brothers, lend the people your skin
Sisters, lend the people your limbs
Comrades, bow down to the scene
Families, give the people your spleens
We march outside their golden gates
They sit inside and patiently wait
We must take ever single inch
And pulsate forward and not flinch
United meatbags!
Brothers, give the people your skin
Sisters, give the people your limbs
Comrades, bow down to the scene
Families, lend the people your spleen