Trip Rider

Service sector populate

I bail out on your hate war

Disparity`s sweet justice

On the rock of sarcasm

This is dark nothing you

Can do to stop this damn thing now

Onward constant push

Primal vision amped to destruction

Trip rider psychedelic sin into the sun

Trip rider screw the nation

I hate your dying state

Man you could recharge hell

The carbon holograms

Five billion suckers all

Protect the status quo

The relics of your progress

Third world your starving child

Your comfort won`t address

Trip rider my sonic sin into the sun

Trip rider I hate your nation

Conditioned mortal

Keep your smile as your coma devours

Soul suckers motherfuckers

Take it all `til you have none

Dream joy while they get rich

The country`s corpse to ground and flowers

Epithet - thought we were free

Misery to pass eternal hours

Trip rider my work is never done

Trip rider I hate the nation