America-Die Warzau

America - Die Warzau This is a racist nation Big hands of provocation If this don't do your time Don't turn my head, don't turn my spine I have the right to rule me I have the right to choose And when the chains are down Gonna shake their hands, you know you'll lose You feel it You feel it ?, the streets are pumping To get to work on time This is an education This is 1929 We're in the fields of hunger We're in the face of fire This is a generation No time to burn, no god for hire You feel it You feel it You feel it You feel it We ? fearing seizure We fight the fear of pain There is no consolation No prize to win or soul to gain We fight the wheels of progress This is 1969 This is the Voodoo Age And this is not for voodoo sign We feel it We feel it We feel it I'm done of sterile visions No way to plug and flow Into these vacancies It's time to build a brand-new world We've got the fear of nature We've got the law of hate It's not just anybody (Wheel to wheel?) a corporate state We feel it We feel it We feel it We feel it We fight anticipation This is how the Romans burn We fight communication This is how the planets turn We ? to freedom Waiting for the mushroom sign This is a fading nation This is 1989 We feel it We feel it We feel it