Tekstovi: Fishbone. In Your Face. Turn The Other Way.

Say everyone
Where's the love of yesteryear?
Say everyone
Ebbing waves of a death and fear

Alleviate morality
And kill our every dream of hope
Visualize with hallucinogens
And now who see must also grope

The grapes of wrath
The prime vintage of our future
World leaders
Necromancers and a masochists all

Contemplate our destinies
But they all will soon fall
With our greatest dance
At the thermonuclear ball

Yet with all of this
Another wave just takes its place
Search for freedom
And the world just slaps your face

Yet what we do from day to day
All we ever do and say
Is take a look around
And turn the other way

Turn the other way
Turn the other