Missionaries up from the South Have come to put words in our ignorant mouths Big company muscles flex And we're all pulled along by the seat of our kecks
Translation: Chumbawamba. Rich Popstars Make Good Socialists.
So it begins The fall of man The sound of deceit resonates into the sky The world of yesterday is gone Peace and harmony jumped ship Utopias a picture
I hear the troops are marchin' they always do They're all fucking mindless drones and so are you I hear the bombs are fallin' there goes the school We
America our new vision Unglue from the television We won't quit our bitchin' Separate from the Right-Wing Christian Fuck that cuz the Bible's fiction
They told you They warned you If you'd look They'd turn away They said that You played nice You smiled and You said thanks Don't worry, Babydoll They
hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey what it isn't what you get and taking time out to regret the antisocialisticist gonna _____________ smoke comin' over
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Tuscany This is a socialist serenade Yes, I have money but I hate champagne This is a socialist serenade I can't see the past anywhere, anywhere This is a socialist
up that note for me / the gist of all of this is / do you Want hits or d'you want misses? / are you a socialist, yeah / socialist, yeah / socialist,
serieux avec La police J' m'etais fait mal en balacant Un pave J' m'etais foule la ch'ville du bras Le poignet Elle etait socialiste Protestante et
This is a socialist serenade Yes I have money but I hate champagne This is a socialist serenade I can't see the past anywhere, anywhere This is a socialist
Translation: Aryan Terrorism. A National Socialistic Call.
Translation: Vreeswijk, Cornelis. The cared Socialist.
Translation: Manic Street Preachers. Socialist Serenade.
Translation: Pulp. Cocaine Socialism.
Translation: Slightly Stoopid. Anti-socialistic.
