Planet Shit
Coming live from planet shit
Our only hope was in a murdered kid
The one god we had went off the grid
No future with a racist past
But we can't acknowledge that
So we burn a cross and pray to a flag
Hey, we'll wave it high
Hey, we'll wave it high
Hey, we'll wave it high
Those pigs are fat with pride
The karma wheel is flat
Even the ten commandments cracked
There's no law when the outlaw wears a badge
So throw a brick
Throw a brick
Throw a brick
The tool becomes an instrument
Whose fucking side are you on
Whose fucking side are you on?
When all the lines that were drawn
Are washed away in the blood
Whose fucking side are you on?
What kind of heaven awaits
Someone so cruel and afraid?
But they gated hell
You could be living well
In your private hell
So give em rope
Let's give em rope
Yeah give them rope
Or the guillotine
Better yet the guillotine
Oh yeah the guillotine
Honesty's not a virtue
When you're a lying piece of shit
You're a soulless hypocrite
What kind of heaven awaits someone so cruel and afraid?
Love is not a virtue when you're a heartless piece of shit
You're a soulless hypocrite
Monsters, we stand no chance without your heads
You fucking monsters
We stand no chance without your heads
I want heads
What kind of death can you buy
That's any different than mine?
So give em rope
Let's give em rope
Yeah give em rope
Or the guillotine
Better yet the guillotine
Oh yeah the guillotine
Fuck you
Die
Fuck you
Die
Fuck you, die
Die
You're already dead inside
You're already dead inside
We're all trapped on planet shit
Our only hope was in a murdered kid
The one god we had went off the grid
Your suicide
Your suicide
Your suicide is our only chance at life
Whose fucking side are you on?
Whose fucking side are you on?
When all the lines that were drawn
Are washed away in the blood
The blade that cuts through their spine
Has good people on both sides
Our only hope was in a murdered kid
The one god we had went off the grid
No future with a racist past
But we can't acknowledge that
So we burn a cross and pray to a flag
Hey, we'll wave it high
Hey, we'll wave it high
Hey, we'll wave it high
Those pigs are fat with pride
The karma wheel is flat
Even the ten commandments cracked
There's no law when the outlaw wears a badge
So throw a brick
Throw a brick
Throw a brick
The tool becomes an instrument
Whose fucking side are you on
Whose fucking side are you on?
When all the lines that were drawn
Are washed away in the blood
Whose fucking side are you on?
What kind of heaven awaits
Someone so cruel and afraid?
But they gated hell
You could be living well
In your private hell
So give em rope
Let's give em rope
Yeah give them rope
Or the guillotine
Better yet the guillotine
Oh yeah the guillotine
Honesty's not a virtue
When you're a lying piece of shit
You're a soulless hypocrite
What kind of heaven awaits someone so cruel and afraid?
Love is not a virtue when you're a heartless piece of shit
You're a soulless hypocrite
Monsters, we stand no chance without your heads
You fucking monsters
We stand no chance without your heads
I want heads
What kind of death can you buy
That's any different than mine?
So give em rope
Let's give em rope
Yeah give em rope
Or the guillotine
Better yet the guillotine
Oh yeah the guillotine
Fuck you
Die
Fuck you
Die
Fuck you, die
Die
You're already dead inside
You're already dead inside
We're all trapped on planet shit
Our only hope was in a murdered kid
The one god we had went off the grid
Your suicide
Your suicide
Your suicide is our only chance at life
Whose fucking side are you on?
Whose fucking side are you on?
When all the lines that were drawn
Are washed away in the blood
The blade that cuts through their spine
Has good people on both sides
Credits
Writer(s): Keith Michael Buckley, Jordan Taylor Buckley, Andrew John Williams, Stephen Micciche, Clayton West Holyoak
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