The music press grins but did you think they would help us? 
No, it's not in their interest; freedom's not what they want 
The change in their life style would destroy the bank balance 
Much rather they would shit and watch the world collapse 
In their fairytale city, they poison the mind 
With rock 'n' roll for entertainment 
So, the nation won't find out about 
Corruption, control, the distribution of wealth 
It's a plan based on distraction, well see for yourself 
They make millions profit now who's on what side? 
Do you see them lift a finger as the starving victims die? 
Some people tried to change things, tried to clear out all the shit 
Big bosses forced a clampdown, anarchy must not exist! 

Fuck off if you don't want to help, that's the message loud and clear 
From the con men you once labelled, you bastards just don't care 
Just who the fuck are you to talk? You even sell yourselves 
OK you've got your own opinions, well now have ours as well 

Shut your mouth, because you don't understand the way things are 
The way we live, the role we play is not a superstar 
For you to use, build up, smash down as you see fit 
You dozy jerks you write such shit 

If we sound like a bad phone call then you've got a crossed line 
If we tell you the same as yesterday, well, did you think we would change our minds? 
You say we look too violent, say our message is forgotten 
Well, if you don't like that tough, because that's the only face I've got! 

You don't know shit... you make me sick