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Conflict - "Now Youve Put Your Foot In It"
Lyrics to Now Youve Put Your Foot In It : Jesus Christ, its now got out of control. Theres three million animals dead. God, Father, anyone, help us please. This is destroying the future, our lives wrecked. Meanwhile the brigadier loads his prick with the bolt and takes command of the cull. Maker forgive me, accept my body to heaven Im begging, please pray for my soul. Oh shut your whining fucking mouths And fuck you, too. Am I a right callous cunt, Or have I seen through you' We didnt shut our mouths when they told us to. Were not like you who follow suit. Why shut your mouth' Because I told you to. Youve put your foot in it enough, you dont know truth. Youve been telling me, now Im telling you, Another cattle farmer cops it. People cry at the altar. I couldnt give a fuck. How many animals slaughtered' The industry of greed, economic will to succeed. A blind ambition, the open mouths to feed. Fox hunts on hold; their masters join the cull. Its for the good of the country' Killing' Control' The countryside alliance, they march, they roar. Tough, soon youll have nothing left to kill anymore. They say Mr Blair, youre so unfair - I think hes more like a worthless cunt. A slimy backstabber to those who should know better. The electorate litters runt. A ventriloquist, who simply takes the piss. But a word of warning, when he aims, he wont miss. He shoots his bolt into the sick and the old. Understand a cull means out of control. To retain power, to brainwash mind. Terminate resistance, make visions eyes blind. Retained parliament, problem resolved. Understand a cull means out of control. Dont dare come around pimping your politics. Have you forgot what youve done' We aint. Youre top of our list. You are what you eat and thats clear on the cover. Your blood stained bank notes, the economy suffers. The tears, three million pitifully weep. Stuff your manifestos, your issues you keep. As your world boils over, angers melting pot, Realize and remember, thats all youve got. I cant hear your lies! [ Now Youve Put Your Foot In It Lyrics ]
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