That's what I say/While you have to work all day/They sit back and give the orders/And whinge when things aint like they aughta/Yes indeed/All they do is eat and breed/Most people don't get enough to eat/While they get fat on wine and meat/I do declare/Sending us into warfare/Lying dead in muddy ditches/Just to protect their filthy riches/That's the truth/Their fucking scum and here's the proof/10% of people in the world own 90% of everything/(great lyrics, aye?)/That's a fact/It's time to start fighting back/Eat your turkey glut your wine/Your days are numbered bourgeois swine
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I cannot praise this album enough. This album is absolutely terrifying! The many starts and stops creates this very h settling tension. Each start expands on the stopper idea previously. It’s like the music equivalent of walking through thick fog while passing out multiple times throughout trying to find a place to orientate yourself. There may or may not be something sinister in that fog, but you don’t want to stick around to find out. Bought the vinyl so I summon the fog demons through spe showhornwithteeth