Paroles de Mister Siberia

It's the JBC back in effect Computa-producer, Max Eider-selector Using our intellect to project our extreme disrespect In a dissident dialect. Destiny? you'd better save your breath. If God is dead it 'coz he laughed himself to death. Dignity? I think you're mind's confused. You're a human resource there to be used. And whose fault is this? Can it be big business? No shit, Sherlock. Call security. It's time to put the blame on narcotics and sexual diversity, What's the game? And I'm sick of the exclusion. I'm sick of the stench of your clueless collusion Sick of the fear that you find so sweet As Mr. Siberia moves into my street. You've been bugged. You've had your life support unplugged. Look around and you can see how they pulled out the rug From underneath ya And now you gotta run like nothing is beneath ya. Go on, go on. Push the button with the picture of the burglar on Go on, go on. Because you don't know the difference (be)tween right and wrong.