Body Bags

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