Want to hear sweet lies in your ears
Those cruel truths that will make clear?
And once you deposit your hopes
They with your dreams will be gone
What do you call theft
By the way in which this pig left us in a cleft
No longer exists the god's hand
The bodies live in the old land
They just lead us to destruction
And death smiles on the face of devotion
What do you call theft
By the way in which this pig left us in a cleft
No worse citizen who supports a bad government
We turn to choose who provides a punishment
I don't want to hear all your lies become clear
Your facade disappears there are no longer sweet ears
I want a leader not a clown
I want people who respect his own town
The words in paper it sounds good
But start to make what you promise to do
No worse citizen who supports a bad government
We turn to choose who provides a punishment
I don't want to hear all your lies become clear
Your facade disappears there are no longer sweet ears
Open the doors to the more strength change
Our dignity thrown and trampled to the floor in vain
The power is what can't let us live
This critical revolution sleeps in the scary green field
What do you call theft
By the way in which this pig left us in a cleft
What do you call theft
By the way in which this pig left us in a cleft
No worse citizen who supports a bad government
We turn to choose who provides a punishment
I don't want to hear all your lies become clear
Your facade disappears there are no longer sweet ears
No worse citizen who supports a bad government
We turn to choose who provides a punishment
I don't want to hear all your lies become clear
Your facade disappears there are no longer sweet ears