Testo These Colours Don't Run

these streets are paved with gold
don't believe everything that you're told

deception hides in all you see
corruption hangs in the air that you breathe

and in the land of the free
you know that nothing comes for free
fourth drive in paradise
vapid souls check the market price

lifetime slave
living in a suburban grave

if there was a god
was a god

you would be the death of him

these colours don't run
like colour from the face
eyes roll back chemical despair it's true what they say
life isn't fair

so repeat this line
everything, everything is fine
so repeat this line
everything, everything is fine

these colours don't run
like colour from the face
eyes roll back chemical despair
it's true what they say
life isn't fair

and in the land of the free
you know that nothing comes for free

i'm struggling to find any poetry in this
someone beat me to the line, ignorance is bliss
so i guess i'll just say it as it is
you had it all
you fucking pigs

these streets are paved with gold
don't believe everything that you're told

deception hides in all you see
corruption hangs in the air
that
you
breathe