Текст (слова) песни: Napalm Death - Ripe For The Breaking
(Music: Harris, Embury; lyrics: Greenway)
...you weren`t born with the world falling at your feet- The path is long and agonizing being dragged on your knees. ...and the silver spoon in your mouth tastes spoilt with rust, when all that glitters isn`t gold and fortunes turn to dust.
You`re prime for the raping.
And when you don`t pander to meet the agenda, scavengers start to gather. Perverse visionaries taste the lather; The just rewards in controlled rebellion. Chorus Tossed and probed like a gristly piece of meat, Lock, stock, and barrel slave. You just don`t contradict big brother. He`s got the right to puch you under.
... and they pledge you the earth, then pull you six feet down. And you`re branded with the stigma: unusable dropouts. ... and with inspiration ravaged, you take the final bow, the creative demeanor shattered into a million pieces.
You`re ripe for the breaking.
(Chorus)
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