Out Of Hand Lyrics

Fools gahter round to watch me bleed But ehre are things you'll never see To protect and save one nation under god A nation in which no-one's free Their flesh begins to rot What's left of what they've got A boring life is getting old Mischief Won't turn to gold By going back to burning books Ripping apart things that doesn't fit One times one equals nine Your make, believe reality is full of shit Jesus christ Lord of flies In disguise Fuck! It's fucked to bear one idiot's words But worse to see others believe it Fucked up minds in fucked up times It's up to you to foresee it Jesus christ Lord of flies In disguise It's all built up on lies Out of hand Is this a fucking joke Out of mind And it makes me fucking choke Fuck! * Unavailable on wolverine blues album in canada and usa Only available on west-Germany