Overrun yet order air-strike
Condemned us all to burn,
Napalm from above
Burning friend and foe
Chaos on the battlefield
Here he comes, my old friend
Telling me to obey
Giving orders, I'm the slave
"The women" he whispers
"All sluts except for Mommy"
I'll kill'em all,
You drive me to my concerts, I refuse to pay for trains
Complaininng's out of order, I'm your only fucking lay
Do me service or be smacked, broad, if I
of the city are extremely real
All the nightlife and the parties
Temptation and deceit
The order of the day
We'll it's a bloody Mary morning
Last we left our hero he was standing all alone at an ATM machine
They were both very out of order
Quite predictably that picture that'd been painted
crumble and governments will fall
It's the order of freedom to be preceded by walls
Cause the truth would be worthless if no one ever lied
So we carry
got my crew with me.
We grab a table spot to chill in.
Hunt down a waitress make an order...here we go.
Throw back a drink and let it kick in
want them out, want armed guards on the borders
You're already in now you want restraining orders.
You won't let them be like you and me, to be free
don't like you anymore
It's time to get off work now
Kick the boss right in the head
All the people givin' me orders
Tryin' to make
to be destroyed
We will create a divine new nation
The old world order has to be destroyed
I will be your leader will you follow me
Yes we will
Will you let me in
Please hold on grace
You're asking me can you load my gun?
Without a thought your order is done
And then you shot the sun.
think I need to do just to survive
In order to keep the fire in me alive
Told her I order somethin', baby just dial zero for room service
She looked up and smiled
I was just stuck in the hood
Look at me now
Opened up my safe
I issued them strong orders on pain of death and disarray
But in the end they would not listen and raised their lances anyway
Men of no account
I'm the old man of the mountainsleader of
I hand them the revelating pipe
Then they know the after-life
Wherever I order suicide
Large corporations as the media owners
So the media business follow whatever dem order
Commanding, demanding dem ratings fi go higher
So dem put
need to know why I do what I do
They wanna know why I can't take orders,
Listen to the boss when I work in here
So I tell them: are you fucking with
All I see is that it's worst:
New order, what a joke,
I can't even laugh...
They control us more everyday,
And the facts are here,
Can't you sense
This is the 'One world order'
Where every truth is slain"
Empires on their hitlist
Dreams of enslavery
Crushing iron fist
To see man on its knees
learned how to roll with the punches
in order for me to get a little somethin'-somethin'.
It wasn't the bomb, but, Yo, I ain't complainin'.
You bright sun
You darkest dirt
Hardest cryer I ever heard
You cry out your orders
You cry out your pain
And every letter's followed like its
the Company of Fools
I'm wading through the quicksand
In the gardens of the gentry
Leaves mind and pockets empty
In the Social Order
When you'll just do what I order
Kill! Fire! Destroy! Do just what I say
Deff! Blind! Obey! And never, never say no!
You're suffering your pride
the timing that keeps his order and plans, the hi hats sift back and forth
Like life's ups and downs we ain't ready for but, thank god for the melody so sweet