Testo di Knock You About

Who’ll be the thief the piece of meat So the pawn in the game the fodder to blame Do you still have some pride or in excrement lie Are you just rank and file remember to smile If you play the game then you they won’t blame Your self-loathing creeps and into me seeps Shall I knock you about shall I fill you with doubt Or mourn your decline with a glass of red wine Should I feel some remorse as you follow your course Should I keep my mouth shut as your throat you cut As you slide down and in excrement drown