Devil's Little Guinea Pig Songtext
von Random Hand

You say, You′ve had enough of it
They say, Just get on with it
We say, What the hell is it?
I dont know much but I carry on

With a 2, 4, 6, 8 what do we appreciate? A lack of oppression, and a harvest we can cultivate
I can leave my door, without fear of war, theres no snipers, not a fuckin claymore
Ive eaten recently
My life isnt threatened by the state of the economy
I stare at my roof but forget ive got one


So stop right there, Now its good that you care, but you couldnt hold a torch to half the world around you
You've got your problems, But you cant go saying your the devils little guinea pig
Now no-ones blaming you for being human, if its bad then please respond
You′ve got your problems, But you cant go saying your the devils little guinea pig

Look back, recap, clean water on tap, Aint no guerrillas gonna lay on a suprise attack
With less disease, travel as I please, no problems payin off my school fees
Got luxuries, Im blessed, could you ever comprehend the likes of radiation sickness?
Got more than medicines I need

So stop right there, Now its good that you care, but you couldnt hold a torch to half the world around you
You've got your problems, But you cant go saying your the devils little guinea pig
Now no-ones blaming you for being human, if its bad then please respond
You've got your problems, But you cant go saying your the devils little guinea pig

Looking back now... Bad times, low vibes check a broken soul, you can spot the signs, sit back and watch the people go, Ill tell you everyone you know
Has got issues weighing on their mind, sometimes its fine, sometimes its hard to find away, to make it through the day
I check the world and Im ok