Songtext von Plastic Guns And Bullets

Every body who's ever mentioned Short-term profits are the real world power Were they listening? Were they waiting For the long awaited final hour? Halo pictures, no wall to hang them, Let the wall street journal serve you breakfast Invited people, don't ask permission To suck you dry, just your average blood-feast Are we seeing the world? We're traveling on the welfare statements? My concern to you all...you have trusted the people's movement Plastic guns & bullets I owe fate to the young ones, Will they turn a profit or just behave? And stop killing, killing each other, They take action as we're digging our grave Should there be no discomfort? In the way men just abuse neighbor Plastic guns, plastic bullets, everything should work out that way