Testo Garbage

Beauty in garbage, beauty in garbage
Take what it gives you this time
Every collision, civilization
Collapses, and what do you find?

Wake up the neighbors, and stop the policeman
From committing murderous crimes
The grass combusted, the water is fishless The earthquakes are hour-long strikes

Violence ablazing, gunshots replacing
The sound of the church bells and hymns
"White Jesus, save me," you'll scream like a baby
Your water is cheap bottled wine

Wakе up the children
Devicеs are filled with the blood of their addicted hands
No service is left but the service you give to your fellow American man

Militant freaks hovering over the sky
So you better run for the forest
And we're all under their cold, watchful eye
So you better hide what you're growin' Lookin' out for yourself won't get you far
Better make peace with your people
There can be beauty among trying times
We can push through all the evil

Pi-pi-pi, pa-pa-pa
Pi-pi-pi, pa-pa-pa
Pi-pi-pi, pa-pa, pum
Pi-pi-pi, pa-pa-pa
Pi-pi-pi, pa-pa-pa
Pi-pi-pi, pa-pa, pum

Beauty in garbage, beauty in garbage
Without it, we wouldn't hold hands
Take what it gives you, look from a new view
And build something better this time