I don't like the words that the birds are singing I hate their ugly voices and the messages they're bringing But if everyone can start again and everyone
Here they come Here come the bastards I heard it from a confident - Who heard it form a confidant They're definately on their way There's one with this
we've watched the lines form in our faces and the smoke fall and break to code from our hands and a message missed was a message read we can never
pickin' cotton and waiting to be forgotten we are the sons of no one bastards of young we are the sons of no one bastards of young the daughters
way they turned his dream around I've got to go by what he told me, try to tell the truth And stand your ground DON'T LET THE BASTARDS GET YOU DOWN
Youve got to beat the bastards and beat em now Sick of policies puting me down Beat the bastards, beat them now Beat the bastards, beat them now Beat the bastards
bastards, Selling tons of records, Doesn't make you a God, You're just like the rest, Only missing the intelligent part, Smash all kind of masters, Even bigheaded bastards
Alright Listen up here, I'll make it quite clear I'm gonna put some boogie in your ear Shake and bop, don't you stop Dance like a maniac until you drop
make you feel more like a man???? its bastards like you who need to prove themselves by putting yer wife and kids through hell sick bastards, sick bastards sick bastards
You claim that you're trying to cure disease Does destroying life make you pleased? Senseless tests with nothing to prove Destruction of animals is
Not one more species forced extinct to to fill the pockets of the scum who would turn something so majestic into just another slum. No, the greedy bastard will
But he will not miss you You don't have to be a genius But it helps to, it helps to All the also-rans are real nice guys But only cream and bastards
It beats pickin' cotton And waitin' to be forgotten We are the sons of no one Bastards of young We are the sons of no one Bastards of young The daughters
You're sucking me, friend What do we do? We do the voodoo I send the energy To a enemy I'm bombing bastards Forever after us I'm bombing bastards Forever
end up dead You bastards, Telling her who I am, You bastards, You could all go to Fucking Iran, I can't deal with this ever, Leave me alone forever. TOM: YOU BASTARDS
the one you choose That road will lead to pain You're trying to control their mind And strip them of free will The way you force them to go blind Will
beats pickin' cotton and waitin' to be forgotten We are the sons of no one Bastards of young We are the sons of no one Bastards of young The daughters
of me Get out da bastards [x4] Human people have to overcome their egocentrism I wish I will kill da pain I'll kill da pain I wish, I wish, I will