Lyrics

The man in the tower, Is looking down In his pockets, are a billion pounds He's had himself, a string of affairs I'll tell you what, he just don't freaking care Working for the church Working for the church Working for the church Of your Holy trinity Working for the church Working for the church Working for the church Of your Holy trinity Greed Power War Empowering fascists and racist scum This ignorant mindset doesn't benefit anyone Judge no man, by his colour or his creed Cut our veins, it's red that we all bleed Working for the church Working for the church Working for the church Of your Holy trinity Working for the church Working for the church Working for the church Of your Holy trinity Greed Power War Money don't dictate, if you're good or you're bad Convince yourself poor people must be sad You sell them guns, to kill each other And make a profit, while brother's slaying brother Working for the church Working for the church Working for the church Of your Holy trinity Working for the church Working for the church Working for the church Of your Holy trinity Greed Power War
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