Paroles de Destructo

Seven circles into the sun On the run like the homeless masses It’s like walking on glass And every step we take cuts us down social classes It’s the price of admission It’s the price of a gun They call him Destructo He’s a real one When the price of admission is the price of a gun They call him Destructo He’s a real one These lies are easily spent With those who are content to swallow the lies The faith-filled blind follow freely into the fire And their demise It’s the price of admission It’s the price of a gun They call him Destructo He’s a real one When the price of admission is the price of a gun They call him Destructo He’s a real one Feckless leaders sell us out to the highest bidder All in the name of war!