Policitician
We pay tax for your arms
We get killed in your wars
You may think you're something
A greedy illusion
Red scare - You hypocrite
Being rich - You never will
Duty - You fucking stink
Inspired by your power
We're raped killed and tortured
You find enough reasons
In our color, sex and thoughts
Something called democracy
Lies 'fore the elections
Opposite truth afterwards
Cos the russians are coming
(original Deadlock song)