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'' To Suffer The Flak ''
When the button's pressed,
Don't feel distressed,
You'll be gone in a short space of time,
For the privilege of being the lowly oppressed,
Survival is viewed as a crime.
For those in the know,
They've places to go,
Bomb proof tunnels go deep underground,
Royalty, politicians with their bishops in tow,
That is where they'll all be found.
Into the hollow,
The rich will follow,
While above we're the ones left to fry,
Though you may find this hard to swallow,
Their plan is that none of them will die.
Only the elite,
Along with conceit,
Will be given the chance to survive,
You the buffoons who bowed at their feet,
Will be sacrificed while their lot thrive.
They'll take any measures,
To protect their treasures,
Including culling any survivors,
While we die they'll bask in their pleasures,
They're the ultimate in murderous skivers.
This is world wide,
The elite will hide,
You may well think I am being uncouth,
But they truly believe in the great divide,
It is they who hide from the truth.
I kid you not,
When things get hot,
They'll already be well on their way,
They don't give a damn that we're left distraught,
In their future we don't have a say.
Though running scared,
They are well prepared,
Be it an alien or a nuclear attack,
With us their security will never be shared,
We'll be left,
' To Suffer The Flak '
Don't feel distressed,
You'll be gone in a short space of time,
For the privilege of being the lowly oppressed,
Survival is viewed as a crime.
For those in the know,
They've places to go,
Bomb proof tunnels go deep underground,
Royalty, politicians with their bishops in tow,
That is where they'll all be found.
Into the hollow,
The rich will follow,
While above we're the ones left to fry,
Though you may find this hard to swallow,
Their plan is that none of them will die.
Only the elite,
Along with conceit,
Will be given the chance to survive,
You the buffoons who bowed at their feet,
Will be sacrificed while their lot thrive.
They'll take any measures,
To protect their treasures,
Including culling any survivors,
While we die they'll bask in their pleasures,
They're the ultimate in murderous skivers.
This is world wide,
The elite will hide,
You may well think I am being uncouth,
But they truly believe in the great divide,
It is they who hide from the truth.
I kid you not,
When things get hot,
They'll already be well on their way,
They don't give a damn that we're left distraught,
In their future we don't have a say.
Though running scared,
They are well prepared,
Be it an alien or a nuclear attack,
With us their security will never be shared,
We'll be left,
' To Suffer The Flak '
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`` To Suffer The Flak ``
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