paroles de chanson Got No Bread or Wine - Punk On Toast

Got no bread or wine
No trust in divine
Fuck your fickle-minded politics
And your futility resist
Superpowers lie
Force you to deny
Your conviction and humanity
For the sake of your Christianity
Hindus and Muslims and Jews

There's no god who can control the storms
No mutants and no alderaan
The only thing
Is that we bring
The thunder
Yeah the only thing
Is that we bring
The thunder

In your shins
In your shins
In your shins
In your shins
In your fuckin shins!

Got no bread or wine
Media headlines
More than hundred thousand dead and
Counting
A Million injured casualties
Movie stars and crime
Alcohol and lime
Paint illusions of sobriety
Fuck you skeletons of society
And B-town and hashtags and news

There's no food for the dying young
But there's value meals for everyone
Deluded by the buy one get one
Your pictures are the proof of fun!
The only thing
Is that we bring
The thunder
Yeah the only thing
Is that we bring
The thunder

In your shins
In your shins
In your shins
In your shins
In your fuckin shins!