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  • 作词 : Dave Mustaine
    作曲 : Dave Mustaine/David Ellefson
    A cockroach in the concrete, the courthouse tan and beady eyes
    A slouch with fallen arches, purging truths into great lies
    A little man with a big erasers, changing history
    Procedures that he's programmed to, and all he hears and sees
    Altering the facts and figures, events and every issue
    He make a person disappear, and no one will ever miss you
    Rewrites every story, every poem that ever was
    Eliminates incompetence, and those who break the laws
    Follow the instructions of the new ways' evil book of the rules
    Replacing rights with wrongs, the files and records in the schools
    You say you've got the answers, well who asked you anyway?
    Ever think maybe it was meant to be this way?
    Don't try to fool us, we know the worst is yet to come
    I believe my kingdom will come
    F is for fighting,
    R is for red
    Ancestors' blood in battles they've shed
    E we elect them,
    E we eject them
    In the land of the free, and the home of the brave
    D, for your dying,
    O, your overture
    M, they will cover your grave with manure
    This spells out freedom, it means nothing to me
    As long as there's a
    PMRCF is for fighting,
    R is for red
    Ancestors' blood in battles they've shed
    E we elect them,
    E we eject them
    In the land of the free, and the home of the brave
    D, for your dying,
    O, your overture
    M is for money and all with that cares
    This spells out freedom, it means nothing to me
    As long as there's a
    PMRCF is for fighting,
    R is for red
    Ancestors' blood in battles they've shed
    E we elect them,
    E we eject them
    In the land of the free, and the home of the brave
    D, for your dying,
    O, your overture
    M, they will cover your grave with manure
    This spells out freedom, it means nothing to me
    As long as there's a
    PMRCPut your hand right up my shirt
    Pull the strings that make me work
    Jaws will part, words fall out
    Like a fish with hook in mouth
    Rewrites every story, every poem that ever was
    Eliminates incompetence and those who break the laws
    Follow the instructions of the new ways evil book of the rules
    Replacing rights with wrongs, the files and records in the schools
    I'm not a fish
    I'm a manHook in mouth
  • 作词 : Dave Mustaine
    作曲 : Dave Mustaine/David Ellefson
    A cockroach in the concrete, the courthouse tan and beady eyes
    A slouch with fallen arches, purging truths into great lies
    A little man with a big erasers, changing history
    Procedures that he's programmed to, and all he hears and sees
    Altering the facts and figures, events and every issue
    He make a person disappear, and no one will ever miss you
    Rewrites every story, every poem that ever was
    Eliminates incompetence, and those who break the laws
    Follow the instructions of the new ways' evil book of the rules
    Replacing rights with wrongs, the files and records in the schools
    You say you've got the answers, well who asked you anyway?
    Ever think maybe it was meant to be this way?
    Don't try to fool us, we know the worst is yet to come
    I believe my kingdom will come
    F is for fighting,
    R is for red
    Ancestors' blood in battles they've shed
    E we elect them,
    E we eject them
    In the land of the free, and the home of the brave
    D, for your dying,
    O, your overture
    M, they will cover your grave with manure
    This spells out freedom, it means nothing to me
    As long as there's a
    PMRCF is for fighting,
    R is for red
    Ancestors' blood in battles they've shed
    E we elect them,
    E we eject them
    In the land of the free, and the home of the brave
    D, for your dying,
    O, your overture
    M is for money and all with that cares
    This spells out freedom, it means nothing to me
    As long as there's a
    PMRCF is for fighting,
    R is for red
    Ancestors' blood in battles they've shed
    E we elect them,
    E we eject them
    In the land of the free, and the home of the brave
    D, for your dying,
    O, your overture
    M, they will cover your grave with manure
    This spells out freedom, it means nothing to me
    As long as there's a
    PMRCPut your hand right up my shirt
    Pull the strings that make me work
    Jaws will part, words fall out
    Like a fish with hook in mouth
    Rewrites every story, every poem that ever was
    Eliminates incompetence and those who break the laws
    Follow the instructions of the new ways evil book of the rules
    Replacing rights with wrongs, the files and records in the schools
    I'm not a fish
    I'm a manHook in mouth