Shihad "The Happy Meal" |
Why aren't we what they be Where's our sitcom family Where's the perfect boy and girl Where's our happy meal Where is our identity Your foot is in the door What the hell We don't care We're safe in our four walls What's happened to our spirit It's withered, sick and grey Been scared into blind worship Can't see any other way But the problems, they keep arising We're hurt, we're unfulfilled "The peasants are getting restless." We're sick of pushing shit uphill When the substance of this system wears too thin Let's kick it in Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |