Lyrics from the 1998 VECTORS album The Vectors + 1999 V/A CD Swedish Sins '99. |
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i blame it on my enemies blame it on my friends when all i need's a reason to love myself again hateful or depressed i love myself to death gotta get out of my straitjacket gotta get out of my straitjacket but when i go, where do i go? another boring story a western world casualty contemplate til you're blue in the face about your useless history money for nothing money for something you can't put your finger on but it's out there somewhere but they don't care don't kill the only one don't you kill the only one, too another hollow mother caught in the same old web i'd rather be a loser anytime spit out all what i'm fed fulfill their goals in the guise of your own and life lacks meaning and feels empty you moan c'mon honey you better understand can't live under their command come lick the butt of the fuhrer now all you're good for anyhow follow the leader all hail the king the book of law is everything treat your preacher like a deity leave all questions to authority dance away in your uniform and tell yourself you don't conform do the adolf hitler stroll sheep unite in the pit tonight donate your brain to science you don't need it anymore we'll teach you how to smile like you've never done before we've got a training camp like mcdonalds and disneyland we'll teach you how to sing like they do in japan today you will not make inconsiderate requests today you're gonna do your very, very best brainwash school b-b-brainwash school go to brainwash school employee of the month and you're dying to win? you just be a moron with a permanent grin we're your new religion - your entire life we'll find you a flat and we'll find you a wife we like to think of this corporation as one big family where every single kid's been through lobotomy you'll be thinking 'bout us while we'll be thinking for you we're the machine you're just the tool stupid people are easily fooled you're gonna go to school today we're gonna take your soul away so go to brainwash school now that you're used to cameras and lie detectors we'll introduce you to something more effective a brave new day and a brave new way your blood sample's needed we're gonna check your dna 'cause just your application and a list of what you've done is not enough for us to find our brave new son brave new science in a brave new world a brave new day and a brave new invention this is what we call medical attention pick the things that you don't understand pray to god that they're all banned whoever owns the media is there to lead you better do what you've been told let cops and corporations rule who-oh baby c'mon they're the ones that do harm it must be true 'cause it's all over the news they've got there message through to you pornography and videogames = gangwar and gang rape stay inside, it's getting late better vote for a police state |
you just made me wanna kill when you took away my thrill maybe i'm a violent man but i don't give a damn what's not allowed on video i'm gonna do to you whatever you may say or do listen honey i hate you this ain't no movie honey you can't cut me away you were oh so clever like some wizz kid so stop complaining put a lid on it so won't you keep looking down down down where did you go? where were you when they got shot and your ideals meant a lot? so won't you keep looking down down down where did you go? western life sure is tempting to the russian boy or girl with 15 000 hiroshimas on a train to the polar world ss-n-20's waited somewhere under the ice as we taught the russian outfit how to sell for the highest price one more toast before we choke on ice cold vodka ice cold coke ice cold winter ice cold war ice cold winter ice cold war missiles smuggled 'cross the border like champaigne and caviar we used to know who owned them now we don't know were they are panic bribes and poverty brought down the berlin wall get yourself ready for a brand new cold war we don't need to do what you do we don't need to hang around with you we don't need to say yes sir or please we don't need to get down on our knees you can't grind us down fuck you (This track was recorded at the same time as the first album but only available on the 1999 V/A CD Swedish Sins '99:) congratulations - you just won an apocalypse in business class razor blades and broken glass neo-nazis, cops, shit kickers honk-if-you-love-jesus stickers the chief of police says ''hit the lights so that the TV pictures turn out nice and bright'' telling hand picked journalists ''this naked man is a terrorist'' as they drag him through the street apocalypse apocalypse apocalypse cops on horses start the old riot thing like the four horsemen when they're riding in and some ridiculous SWAT type team is pretending things are what they seem mr perfect hair your TV host smiles and says ''good night that's all'' and he fucking means it stay at home next week: the fall of rome apocalypse apocalypse apocalypse and it's all all over now the western world no more fucking TV junk 112 won't help you now so trade your lies for some real life |
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