Letra de Nineties

We talk about the poor how they cry for more But our luxury web don't give a fuck about that Aha aaha And those ages think about those generous kings It's a laughing disease that makes them please Aha aaha So open your eyes and see These are the nineties, nineties Open your mind and feel This is the twentieth century The chemical mist shall kill and twist But our last patrol shall save it all Aha aaha It's money that talks like a stoned whore But she sticks you in the back if you want to snap Aha aaha So open your eyes and see These are the nineties, nineties Open your mind and feel This is the twentieth century