Nothing Left Songtext
von Pentagram

Well what the hell is wrong with you*
We′re all living in a zoo
The rich and the poor man
All part of life's trash can
Yes you know that someday
We′re all gonna pay
For the wrongs that each man gave
To all mankind, yeah
The politician thinks he's fair
He sits and rots in easy chair


Decision making calms his mind
He'll blow us all up in time
And that time′s getting closer each day
Soon they′ll all sell their souls away
To the one downstairs they think protects them
After they die
Alright!
Well, we might as well give up today
Because there's nothing left for us anyway
Alright!