Greasecutters (The)

Stalin
Hey we're callin'You StalinNow I lay hereDown I prey hereNow I lay me down to sleepDream like perverts walk through the streetsSnow falls around the guards who are asleepGhosts of that day's children dance around the streetSomeone shouts a crowd destroys a kingThe people wake to find a man who don't believe in themSo now who's you're friend?If it don't kill you the silent arm will hold you downFine you like the marching band entrenched in your townDays are weeks and months are years turn time upside downHave we seen this before and can we see it nowCan we see it now?Motherland tell me why the lakes have frozeMotherland tell me why there's endless snowI'm wasted I'm faceless I'm wasted I'm ageless Wasted Wasted now From Letras Mania