paroles de chanson Thieves - Live in Seattle - Ministry

Thieves, thieves and liars, murderers
Hypocrites and bastards
In laughter (get up!)

(Get up! get on your feet!)
Hey thanks for nothing!
Morals in the dust
Two-faced bastards and sycophants
No trust

(We are fighting for the liberation of minds, not for the liberation of this pig, and racist society)
Thieves! liar!
Inside, outside, which side, you dont know
My side, your side, their side, we dont know
Which side are they? which side are they?
Which side of their mouth do you suppose that it came?
Which side are they? which side are they?
Which side of the grass is greener?
Inside, outside, which side, you dont know
My side, your side, their side, we dont know

Youre like a great big fucking gun,
Just waiting to get squeezed!

(We're gonna rip this motherfucker off, we're gonna tear this motherfucker down)
(Get up!)

(Get up, get on your feet!)
Breathe, forfeit erection!
Toxical injection
Geriatric fuck-fest
We still believe in lies
(I hope they realize that this is their last goddamned chance)
(Kill him!)

Thieves! liar!
Inside, outside, which side, you dont know
My side, your side, their side, we dont know
Who started it? who started it?
Which side are they? which side are they?
Which side of their mouth do you suppose that it came?
Which side are they? which side are they?
Which side of the grass is greener?
Inside, outside, which side, you dont know
My side, your side, their side, no one knows

Youre like a great big hit of acid,
Waiting to be taken!

(Power to the people)
(Police Officer!)
(You will not kill!)
(I want peace)
(Do you want peace?)
(I can't hear you!)
(I still can't hear you!)