Blood Money - Guillotine

Tell me Mr. President, tell me how you sleep

You say we go to war for peace, not for oil or greed

Blame it on intelligence, and cover up your lie

Let’s put on that TV-smile and send some kids to die!

All the lies, all the lies

You lie so much you think it’s true — I don’t believe in you

Blood, blood money

Chaos of the world is in your hands

Blood, blood money

Is something that we’ll never understand

Fire up those fat cigars, and drink to world decay

We better ravage what we can, tomorrow come what may

Politicians hand in hand, keep smiling on demand

Human life expandable, for another piece of land

It’s all hypocrisy, for you own gain

Hah, democracy?

No, you’re all insane

You call it politics, it’s just a lie

Death to humanity, no, I’ll never understand