Trigger Happy Songtext
von Rumbletramp

Trigger happy psychopaths quick to kick your door down
A pretense of protection to legitimize their violence
Keep you desperate, penniless and locked in your routine
Keep the empty pockets empty and the deepest pockets deep

They monopolized survival when they privatized the world
And in the name of lady liberty filled prisons with the poor
Keep the underclasses servile and the vagrants off the street
A paltry price to pay to keep the upper class′s peace


But growing numb ain't growing up, so we′ll get dead or we'll get tough
Find or make the things we need; we'll grow some food, we′ll steal some things
And if that ain′t enough we'll get persistent we′ll get rough
Raise the stakes, reclaim the streets to build a home for you and me

The state's a gruesome beast and it lies through gruesome teeth:
For the people, by the people; not the people that it eats
For on its breath hangs heavy wretched stench of rotten rebel meat
A river′s worth of blood to grease the gears of the machine

And its teeth make gruesome bars that stretch cold for miles and miles
Gaps filled thick with flesh of those that dare defy its power
A continent of cages toil in shackles yet unfree
Another chapter in this country's age of slavery


But growing numb ain′t growing up, so for the lost we must stay tough
Find or make the things we need; we'll grow some food, we'll steal some things
And if that ain′t enough we′ll get persistent we'll get rough
Burn whatever′s in our way to build a home for you and me