Skinny Puppy - Paragun

Yeah... were gonna all see A truth born sayer or a weapon to deceive Turn of a switch if you think you still can dream A calculated risk for all sheep while sleeping I challenge you to take a hard look At just what's creeping there behind their truth A salivating, toothless, crooked root than Is sucking on and on gag gag Got knife back it up fight Got a find a reason to slice in Can't forget the piece of the pie A poison we can't get away from Got a knife back a nation Feel the class system closing in Like an abscess in the back of the neck Got a keep the mind on intention Radiate feeling baked catch the high high Sure this season seems so clean A filibuster dusting all the cesium leaves A low grade dose of a rabbit up the sleeve A card trick release from the pretty fuel fleas I'm getting sick from the way we all look In the face of annihilation under a jack boot An ass ripping particle base disguise Take me back to times of black plague lies Radiate feeling baked catch the high high Make it up pass the buck... fuck fuck