Goatless Songtext

von The Suicide Machines

Before us
Is an empty slate
We can impress how we please
Bombard them with the usual
Schlock whatever weve got up our sleeve
Teach them that violence
Can solve all their problems
Teach them to act on a whim
The horror the one we present is just where the horror begins...
Violent fantasy,
Comes reality the effect
Will be quite a tragedy
Well point the finger
Well point the finger
Well point the finger
Well point the finger of blame
Before us
Is a twisted world
No one can work out the knots
Weve got an enemy
Here they could be blamed
For a lot well say theyre
The problem, well say theyre
The cause
Theyll be the scapegoat
Now GOATLESS wed be on the spot we cant let the truth come out If the pressure cracks another and they know who to come after whed be goatless