---

in a sunday morning

while Byron prepare his breakfast

the bullshit propaganda

hits his door

Byron examines that guy

he's another white-neck crook

you should come on

inside we can talking

byron holds him by his tie

and says him in his ear

I KNOW VERY WELL YOUR FUCKING KIND !

you're another arrogant

you want your own benefit

you steal the food

from poor families' tables

PROMISING THEM A BEST FUCKING FUTURE !

hence you won't be a survivor

of my sharp swords

they will teach you to respect

the fucking human rights

we will spit in your face

all stupid taxations

with which ones we're scammed

and we'll put them into your ass

WE, THE CRUMBSUCKERS ! x2