Текст песни Whiskey Dick

Cold grey is the cement where I lay watching the pig
in his uniform take a slug from his coffee He bought
with the money that he earns watching making sure that
you and I stay on cold grey cement

So serene the inner being stares back at me my eyes
forced open the set the sounds the fucking knobs it
floods it fills it floods it fills oceans of plain
brains washed with bullshit media hatred toward people
who stray away refusing to be sedated

Your freedom relies on this fight to exist You buy
you buy the price to me is nothing

Guilty am I, I sigh with a smile Of nothing more than
being broke A crime with the punishment of a lifetime
of you can't and the eternal denial of my freedom

So serene the inner being stares back at me my eyes
forced open the set the sounds the fucking knobs itDaycare Swindlers - Whiskey Dick - http://ru.motolyrics.com/daycare-swindlers/whiskey-dick-lyrics.html
floods it fills it floods it fills oceans of plain
brains washed with bullshit media hatred toward people
who stray away refusing to be sedated

Your freedom relies on this fight to exist You buy
you buy the price to me is nothing

Cold grey is the cement where I lay watching the pig
in his uniform take a slug from his coffee He bought
with the money that he earns watching making sure that
you and I stay on cold grey cement

So serene the inner being stares back at me my eyes
forced open the set the sounds the fucking knobs it
floods it fills it floods it fills oceans of plain
brains washed with bullshit media hatred toward people
who stray away refusing to be sedated

Your freedom relies on this fight to exist You buy
you buy the price to me is nothing