Powdered rock stars just add water,
Pop up a treat just like they ought to,
Little bit old and cliched sought of,
Number one hit punch in the order.
Stop right there, Stab in the back,
There`s something you ain`t got,
Yes you definitely lack, originality.
Heavy politicians, heavy laws,
Opening champagne and shutting doors,
Deny reality, just invent a clause,
What majority when you know the choice ain`t yours.
Stop right there, Stab in the back,
There`s something you aint got,
Yes you definitely lack, personality.
Media, mafia, mafia, don,
You thinking that you`re safe now Maxwell`s silver hammer`s gone,
Propaganda, more like proper lies,
You`re more than a fool than I am if you think the truth`s alive,
Without morality, no morality.
Stop right there, Stab in the back,
There`s something you aint got,
Yes you definitely lack...
Stop right there, Stab in the back
There`s something you aint got,
Yes you definitely lack...