Angelspit - Fight Dirty

They gave grenades out packed with cyanide
High octane hatred they’re ready to fly
Lies within lies keeps cunts in power
There’s something fucked up with Human Nature.
They said…

Povera piccola bambola di carne
nella corsa e` caduta ed in pezzi e` finita

I don’t fear death I’m addicted to war
Afraid of not being immortal
Slave to a hunger, it can not be filled
When God failed we made up superheroes
They said…

[i] work for the devil and I wear his yoke,
Carry out my masters bidding to the bloody note
When I get rich I’ll sleaze every fucking share
And pathe the road with broken souls to no-where
…Bon voyage!

If you can’t beat them, ban them – You gotta learn to fight dirty
If you can’t beat them, burn them – You gotta learn to fight dirty
If you can’t beat it, steal it – You gotta learn to fight dirty
If you can’t beat them, kill them – You gotta learn to fight dirty

Poor little fleshy doll
Fell down in the race and smashed to pieces.