Songtext von Last Of The Real

Where's my crucifix? Where're my cigarettes? This hypodermic melancholy is not enough Scratch test credit fraud This hate is all I've got Just feed me whiskey and you'll feel me The time has come Imagine all the people belittled and abused You want a revolution?! I want the fuckin' truth No voodoo or deal can stop me now I'll tear this place apart 'til you give me what I want The last of the real can't stop me now I'll tear this place apart 'til you give me what I want Hundred dollar bills and quiet little kills Think you can hold me? It'll take an army I'm everywhere You press into the flesh, clichés are beat to death Is this the best you can come up with? Feels like despair I made the news today, front page above the fold You tell me God is dead, I'll show you Hell is cold No voodoo ordeal can stop me now I'll tear this place apart 'til you give me what I want The last of the real can't stop me now I'll tear this place apart 'til you give me what I want 'Til you give me what I want 'Til you give me what I want Blow your fuckin' head, desecrate your dead Can't you see you're letting all the lies get in? Close your eyes for.. I have fucking sinned Your talk is doubt Remember how you wanted to be born again? Well, you weren't born for this No voodoo or deal can stop me now I'll tear this place apart 'til you give me what I want The last of the real can't stop me now I'll tear this place apart 'til you give me what I want Until you give me what I want You can't stop me now You can't stop me now