There comes a time in life when people
Need to come to see and hear
The lives and words of those
Trampled out with fear
Superpowered, third world
Spilling blood for thrill
The best kind of bullet
Is the one that gets the kill
Line them up, take your shot
You get no justice
Just another politician
Trying to fuck us
Maybe it’s the taxman
Taking your money
Or maybe it’s the milkman
spanking your hunny
(chorus)
It’s never what you want
But you’ve always got it
Everybody waive your flags
Newborn and patriotic
There’s nothing like a killing to line a man’s pocket
Except blowing up another billion dollar rocket
Illuminati, conspiracy theories
Control the population with disease in our cities
It’s such a pity that life is so shitty
Now run your ass home and suck your mama’s titty
I’ve got my gun; I’ve got my finger on the trigger
Put it to your face, you’re the victim, I’m the killer
The thing with this life is you’re never really free
another slave to the system, just look around and see
Chorus
I wanna push the button now
