Из альбома: Wash Off the Lies
You say that your life sucks, you have so much to complain about
Slaves in a factory and you see no way out, must your son follow your footsteps?
Must your daughters follow her mothers?
You had to give up you dreams, will your kids have to do the same?
Slaves in a factory!
Working class pride or working class shame?
The bitterness has made you angry so you hurt the ones you love
Punish those you stand next to you but do nothing about the ones who suck your blood
Direct your anger!
Direct your anger!
Don't be a slave for the rest of your life