Bewildered's Market 歌词

In every city, we've got our For some people, it's saturday or sunday It's the belwidered's market At daybreak, they show their futile's gadget and gross's ofal They vociferate like calfs sended at slaughterhouse Crying strongly than others Bloody hell ! Make me sick, it's market ! Bloody hell ! Make me sick, it's market ! Bloody hell ! Make me sick, it's market ! Bloody hell ! Make me sick, it's fuckin'market ! Misery's people ! Some moments, i want to Eradicate your fuckin face You represent so sorrow It's the bewildered's market Bloody hell ! Make me sick, it's market ! Bloody hell ! Make me sick, it's market ! Bloody hell ! Make me sick, it's market ! Bloody hell ! Make me sick, it's fuckin'market ! Sit down, wait and see Real pleisure, what a blessing ! Laugh to death It's the bewildered's market Poor people ! May you live ? You are the misery I laugh to death It's the bewildered's market Sit down, wait and see Real pleisure, what a blessing ! Laugh to death It's the bewildered's market Loosers turns and turns and turns To search preciously's item They cry, they roar They jostle, push and insult each other Draging his feet, they walking like sheep, guided by the limits of the stalls Bloody hell ! Make me sick, it's market ! Bloody hell ! Make me sick, it's market ! Bloody hell ! Make me sick, it's market ! Bloody hell ! Make me sick, it's fuckin'market !