Lyrics the man who fights the bull - The Blunt Force Trauma

A wars ugliest atrocities
Are committed by the men who never have to bleed
Pay somebody else a pretty penny
Empire state sponsored killing spree
If you're lucky you'll get a shiny medal
And a Lamborghini
But don't you dare ask for anything necessary

Watch me crawl watch me dribble
Tie me up against the wall
Watch me scribble
If you don't have the balls to make the call
Then you'd better get comfortable being little

Locked between a push and a pull
If it's not half empty than the glass is half full
Maybe if I'm lucky they'll cover my eyes in their wool
So I won't see you slaughtered by the wolves
Bullfight critics ranked in rows
Crowd the enormous plaza full
But only one is there who knows
And he's the man who fights the bull