Tekst:
The Terrorists

your fights, could you bide your time? You're always fighting from the outside Terrorists again have grabbed the headlines But I don't care, I'm staying in tonight Terrorists

terrorists hail! hail! hail! hail! We're musical terrorists hail! hail! hail! hail! We're musical terrorists hail! hail! hail! hail! We're musical terrorists

soldiers of deception dark seeds among our race, an absence of free will, is all we ever face, overcome by chemicals of lust inside the brain we don't

Get some pain and I feel alive (Born to end) Close my eyes overdose on hell (Born to end) Get run over by no direction (Born to end) Breathing dead and

This is Damn Dog By the Manic Street Preachers Take one, two, three, four I can lick your face I can bite it too Ooh, my teeth's got rabies I'm gonna

Between the billboard masturbation Across highways of metallic isolation There lies the deafenin' screamin' Of the millions wipin' out the diseased pages

I've seen this happen before This is a message from occupied England British adults expect a nuclear war in our lifetime From earliest human existence

So mighty, so hegemonic, so hating, so desecrating So there, so nowhere, so hurting We fall between indifference rejection And the whole fucking wall,

I've seen this happen before This is a message from occupied England British adults expect a nuclear war in our lifetime From earliest human existence