He?d been beat till there was nothing left, Least the coroners report said, The official cause of death was a heart attack no less, Habeas Corpus rest
Christ the redeemer is free, Better fall on your knees, 4.16-17 a myriad of heathens take lead, Where did we go wrong? Now that the souls gone, We need
Money for life, Profit for lies, Monopolised, And capitalise our lives. Glaxosmithcline Hold back the rights, Push up the place, Ignore their plights
Win their hearts and win their minds, Everyone gets left behind, Still alive I guess, More or less, Least I think I was the last time that I checked
t you think that we owe ourselves? A little more than we show ourselves cus, We live our lives like butterflies, In jars with the lids sealed down tight. We are confined
