Testo di Fast Food

Palace of carnivorous, irrational meal Supply the high society, quickly Time doesn’t care, eat less and work more Feed the empire, feed the publicity Eat the label, don’t feed yourself They enslave as in the old times Small salaries and lots of work The businessmen are swimming in your sweat Attend all the needs of them Brain is washed by the publicity There is no choice, there is no decision The capitalist empire wants to bite our heads off And sell us quick as food