Tekst piosenki
Why do I have this feeling They want to suck blood from my vains,where are all those JFKs with their trustworthy promises Theres no need to be obsessed Searchin for the knowledge you cant have Truths out of reach of your hands Lying in the drawer of their desks Theyre redefining the meaning of the word morality Flying ten kilometres above the law Givin show to the mob to cool down the heat The government will feed itself again
