State officials talk of freedom THEY-TALK
In this country that we live in THEY-TALK
Free to be harassed and be beaten by the pigs YOUR RIGHTS-NO RIGHTS
Till your fucking broken, crippled, or until you're fucking dead
They pass laws unfair to gays THEIR-WORK
And separatist laws to keep the non-whites in their place THEIR-WORK
Family values as a smoke screen blowing in your face THEIR TRUTH-NO TRUTH
Family values isn't something that shouldn't be based on hate
Justice presides over them, late into the night
A blind fold covering their eyes but something isn't right...
Under their arms there are shackles on her legs
And the hands that once held up her scales are bound, are bound in chains
And behind their closed doors they conspire through the night MORE WORK-SICK
WORK
And they won't stop until this nation is all straight and all white
They call it a free nation, but all it is, is a nazi nation
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Carlos (France) lyrics
