Body Bags

Body Bags Lyrics

Look into the eyes of the government liars.
Listen to the sound of the guilty choir.
Blood stains on the sacred pyre.
Under the book the breathing fire.

Social Nags, body bags. Make you gag.
What a drag, drag, drag.
Cyanide and suicide. Don't you try.You're gonna bleed some more.

Come and let me tell you about social giants.
Heard about the news but no one buys it.
Killing is no secret science. Politics are fixing all defiance.
Marilyn was the finest sleeper. J.F.K was the youngest bleeder.
Luther died the bravest dreamer. So kill me know cause I'm a believer.