From the recording God Is A Space Station
Lyrics
[Intro]
Dirty, Bloody, Broken Knuckles
In the dirt they punch
Battere, Bruised, Splintered Shins
Trip on someones face.
[verse 1]
Violence is my answer
I don't believe in friends
Just people who will betray you in the end.
Slaves behind Key boards
I don't Perform for Clicks
I'd rather here the click of a gun in my hand
[Chorus]
Call Me
Mister
Conspiracy
Will we
ever
Be free
Fix this
Mister
Conspiracy
[Verse]
Young Men Go to war
With men they do not know
For old men are the only ones who do
Plan your escape tonight
A Go bag and a light
Because Jack Boots have come to fight
Just you Try Me
It's a Conspiracy
Not just a Theory
Just lies for free
For your eyes only
A Plan to kill me
I am not suicidal
Make me into an Idol
[chorus]
Call Me
Mister
Conspiracy
Will we
ever
Be free
Fix this
Mister
Conspiracy
Teach Me
Secrets
and Conspiracies
What is
Number
Thirty-three
Mister
Mister
Conspiracy
[breakdown]
Not everything you hear
Is static in your ear,
It's radio waves
To control your Brain
They own your name
Make you insane
And infiltrate your dreams----
[chorus]
Call Me
Mister
Conspiracy
Will we
ever
Be free
Fix this
Mister
Conspiracy
Who is
Master
Thirty-Three
Will we
ever
Be free
Fix this
Mister
Conspiracy
Don't Believe
In America
Just Believe
In god
Mister
Mister
Conspiracy
Mister
Mister
Conspiracy
