Turn the Cross

Turn the cross upside down Neo-cons impale the weak with a bitter frown Past defeat echoes on Stupid putting truth on trial, knee deep in the con Turn the cross upside down Neo-cons impale the weak with a bitter frown Past defeat echoes on Stupid putting truth on trial, knee deep in the con The final gasp of a dying breed A coarse attempt by petty men to control the feed Tears of wrath water the beer Lost boys choose their politics according to their fear Wave the flag Soaked in rage Blind attacks Hate hate hate No esteem, constant lack Made themselves a victim but opinion's not a fact Single threat to our world An economy of death where everybody burns Wave the flag Soaked in rage Vicious packs Fuelled by hate Boots parade Like olden days Jealous cowards Callous ways A tiny crack in the dark where light comes in A single shot through the heart of this machine Where vicious packs wave their flags all soaked in rage Like olden days, boots parade, all fuelled by hate All suited up, legitimized, their waging war I've had enough, let's shove those fuckers out the door Yeah! One Two Three Four You're out the door Had enough Time for change I know you're tired But here we go again If you hear this you're a weapon If you hear this you're a weapon If you hear this you're a weapon Yeah If you hear this you're a weapon Yeah If you hear this you're a weapon Yeah If you hear this you're a weapon Yeah If you hear this you're a weapon