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Tekster: Hilltop Hoods. State Of The Art. Fifty In Five.


Terror cleared the skyline and anger clouded judgement,
so they spent a thousand nghtimes in the desert fighting something that they couldnt find,
that made it something that they couldnt find,
left us all lamenting all the wrongs that they couldnt right.
This is for the second time that weve been here before,
from Vietnam to Saddam we always needing a war.
Neo-Conservative rose up like viet cong their fingers on the trigger we wont be here for long.
They killed MLK and named a day after him,
they killed JFK and named an airport after him,
some guy shot a monster called reagan so he could bone a girl named Jodie Foster if only he'd known.
They tested nukes in the atmosphere the sea and the dirt,
and they tested all these missiles just to see if they'd work. Now France got em, Russia got em,
India and Pakistan, Korea want em, states want em pointed at the Taliban. Iran and Afghanistan sands of the arab lands,
orders from portable commands and armoured caravans,
internet 3G cellular phones, serial killers buildin mini cells in their homes.
And we had Manson, Bundy, Gacy-son of Sam,
Macarena, Superman, chicken dance, running man,
Generation X and generation Y,
And the generation next will degenerate and die,
Cause we got holes in the ozone that we put there ourselves,
Now the poles are a no-go, earths cooking itself,
And we cant look at ourselves so we got saline, botox, eighteen, fake tits, ninteen detox,
Don't stop, get it, get it, can't afford it get it credit,
Buy it, spend it, try it, getting fat? then you better ched it,
Ab-swing, blue blocker, Tupac or Biggy,
East coast, west coast, Fat Joe or fifty,
Thatcher the shifty iron lady, Tony Blair,
A princess died, some say cause she got Dodi there,
Whitlam, Keating, Hawke and a promise,
Of no children in poverty, wish that could have been honest,
We had abbot and costella, right wing overloads,

Promises and children, they threw em both overboard,
Overwrought refugees thrown to a group home,
Or jailed for the crime of looking for a new home,
Elvis died, Hendrix died, Lennon died
Genocide, in Africa, Serbia, Cambodia, pesticides, bio-toxins, chemical warfare,
All's fair in love and war, more work for the pallbearer,
More terror, more unjust search and seizures,
A tidal wave came and claimed the coast of Indonesia,
Quakes in Iran, Japan and California,
Greenhouse gas turned the world into a sauna,
The trauma of mortars, martyrs, slaughters,
Of partners, mourners, fathers and daughters,
They chassed us, caught us, numbered us to sort us,
Raped up, scorned us, to break us they bought us,
Third world kidneys for captains of industry,
Uprising in the street, corruption in the ministry,
A blowjob brought about the fall of a dynasty,
And MP3s saw the fall of an industry,
Doubled population, halved accommodation,
Carved up resources and we starved the poorer nations, Beirut, Chechnya, all hell,
Broke loose, belin, ninteen eighty nine man, the wall fell,
Cold war ended but that didn't stop more shells,
Waco lit up the sky like burning oil wells,
A world laid waste addiction,
Tell Orwell truth's always stranger then fiction,
Big brother's on closed circuit TV and on cable,
Reality's now scripted, celebrity's for sale, jeopary and jail, seized, depossed,
Remedies and penalties for failed CEO's,
We had the Enron collapse, and white-collar crime,
Investors they were taxed, a dollar for a dime,
The blue chip companies and blue-sky mines,
We no longer choose sides we choose sidelines,
Rich bleeding the kind, blind leading the blind,
And history repeats, no competing with time,
Gasses eating the minds of the vets that they bing home,
The plague of agent orange, gulf war syndrome,
Soldiers sent home, posttraumatic stress leave,
STDs cause the sleeve aint sexy,
AIDS shook the eighties, grim reaper with a bowling ball,
Metallica, kill em all, let god scold em all,
The Guildford four, chicago seven,
Mumia, mandela, oceans eleven,
Half past twelve on friday the thirteenth,
Dawn of the dead, a nightmare on elm street,
Weapons free environment, war zone, phone home,
Melanoma grow as we soak in the ozone,
Home-grown, HYDRO, cocaine, NITRO,
Werewolf in london, american physco,
Cyclones, bushfires, bush firing scuds,
Baby boomers, woodstock what happened to the love?
What happened to the cubs? they def em to the wolves,
Set a trial for pedophiles, they let em in the schools,
Set em on the students, turned em on the kids,
And everyone responsible should burn for what they did,
And if they try to deny then an eye for an eye,
The government and church on which we try to rely,
Both rob us till it hurts chasing lie after lie,
Like astronauts chasing a pie in the sky,
They landed on the moon but can't seem to return there,
Makes some question if they ever really were there,
And if they were there now and they looked back,
Would we look them in the eye, could we look back?
Cause when we look back at what we have done,
Can you believe what we have become?
As we walk into the sun,
Can you believe what we have become?
As we walk into the sun.

(Thanks to Mark for these lyrics)