Spit on the Machine

Lyrics

[Intro]
[shouted]
Count your cash!
Watch it burn!
Now it's our fucking turn!
Go!

[Verse 1]
[growled]
Boardroom pigs in tailored suits
Crushing skulls beneath your boots
Printing lies to sell the war
Rob the weak and bleed the poor
Suck the marrow from the street
Line your pockets with deceit
Fake Messiahs on the screen
Spit right on your sick machine!

[Chorus]
[shouted]
Fuck your brand!
Fuck your state!
Fuck the New World that you make!
Bow to gold, lick the floor!
We won’t take it anymore!
Fuck your New World order now!

[Verse 2]
[growled]
Spineless cowards on your knees
Begging for the boss’s grease
Kiss the hand that holds the whip
Sink with every sinking ship
Selling out your fucking kind
Blind dogs leading all the blind
Bark for scraps and lick the plate
You just earn the working hate!

[Chorus]
[shouted]
Fuck your brand!
Fuck your state!
Fuck the New World that you make!
Bow to gold, lick the floor!
We won’t take it anymore!
Fuck your New World order now!

[Bridge]
[screamed]
No more masters, no more chains!
Flush your profit down the drains!
Take the streets and tear it down!
Smash your parasitic crown!
Eat the rich and burn the rest!
Drive a stake right through their chest!

[Chorus]
[shouted]
Fuck your brand!
Fuck your state!
Fuck the New World that you make!
Bow to gold, lick the floor!
We won’t take it anymore!
Fuck your New World order now!

[Outro]
[screamed]
Choke on your cash!
Burn it down!
Lick the dirt!
Fuck your New World!