Songtext von Rogue's March

I'm ashamed that you're not more angry It's a mans world but it's falling apart No we don't share a thing we kill and rob and anthropomorphize God Battle drums of the Rogues March Rattle my bones for the ghost Of revolutionaries biding their time recruiting at the local bread line Idle hands burn the midnight oil Muscles ache Sweat on your brow Oh the Rogue's March -We're the heart and soul of this heartless country- Now I'm a happy voter, free wheelin' like General Motors Pero, No Trabajo Come on come on now lets think twice people aren't made of sugar and spice It's a long dark road to suffer disgrace -We're the heart and soul of this heartless country-