Adam Freeland - We Want Your Soul | Текст песни

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• Adam Freeland
• We Want Your Soul

Your cell phone, your wallet, your time, your ideas
No barcode, no party, no id, no beers
Your bankcard, your license, your thoughts, your fears
No simcard, no disco, no photo, not here
Your blood, your sweat, your passions, your regrets
Your office, your time off, your fashions, your sex
Your pills, your grass, your tits, your ass.
Your laughs, your bones

We write it all

We want your soul

Tell us your habits, your facts, your fears
Give us your address, your shoe size, your years
Your digits, your plans, your number, your eyes
Your schedule, your desktop, your details, your life.

Show us your children, your photos, your home.
Here, take credit, take insurance, take a loan.
Get a job, get a pension, get a haircut, get a suit.
Play the lottery, play football, play the field, sports on toot

We'll show you things we'll show you swings
We'll buy you things, drugs, big yard, birds
We'll sell you crap we'll charge you fat
We're gonna find big guns & a drunk in your kitchen

We want your soul

Your thoughts, your emotions, your love, your dreams
Your cheque book, your residence, your sweat, your screams
Your security, your sobriety, your innocence, your society
Your self, your place, your distance, your speed

Go back to bed America, your government is in control again

Here, watch this, shut up
You are free to do as we tell you
You are free to do as we tell you

We want your soul

Here's programs, here's matters, here's Britney, here's cola
Here's pizza, here's TV, here's some rock and some rolla
Watch commercials, more commercials, watch Jerry, not Oprah
Buy a better life from the comfort of your sofa

Here's popcorn, here's magazines, here's milkshake, here's blue jeans
Here's padded bras, here's long cars
Here's football shirts, here's baseball caps
Here's live talk shows, here's video games, here's cola lite, here's Timberlake
Here's fingertips, here's collagen, here's all night bars, here's plastic

We want your soul

Go back to bed America, your government is in control again
Here, here's American gladiators
Watch this, shut up

Go back to bed America,
Here's American gladiators, here's 56 channels of it
Watch these pictuary retards banging their fucking skulls together
And congratulate you on living in the land of freedom
Here you are America
You are free to do as we tell you
You are free to do as we tell you

We want your soul

No cookies no strays no drop outs no gays no lefties no loonies no opinions
No way no bankers no teachers no facts no freaks
No skaters no tweakers no truth nothing
Here's popcorn, here's magazines, here's milkshake, here's blue jeans
Here's padded bras, here's long cars
Here's football shirts, here's baseball caps
Here's a very very very very very ... long infomercial