Sons Of Avarice Lyrics

	作曲 : American Steel, Henderson
	Speak of heroes
	You're swift to nominate them
	Oh, darling be a sacrificial lamb
	Oh, poor boys fighting peasants in foreign lands
	How loudly you praise them
	Oh, but where were you then?
	Off dancing with your debutante
	Her skin is soft and warm
	But her eyes are cold and dead
	It serves the greedy well
	To say men's hearts are dark
	But I believe there'll be a light that shines
	Which now is just a spark
	No gods, no masters
	No kings nor their court jesters
	No gods, no masters
	No kings nor their court jesters
	Bury the last
	Sons of avarice
	Tell the teachers and nurses and soldiers
	They must be lazy and/or dumb
	While you, you earn a hundred to one
	Oh, but don't you ****ing utter the word
	Meritocracy
	So what's our priorities
	With people or markets being free
	I hear Sudan is a dusty place
	And every day a few less black faces
	It serves the greedy well
	To say men's hearts are dark
	But I believe there'll be a light that shines
	Which now is just a spark
	No gods, no masters
	No kings nor their court jesters
	No gods, no masters
	No kings nor their court jesters
	Bury the last
	Sons of avarice
	No gods, no masters
	No kings nor their court jesters
	No gods, no masters
	No kings nor their court jesters
	Bury the last
	Sons of avarice

	zuo qu : American Steel, Henderson
	Speak of heroes
	You' re swift to nominate them
	Oh, darling be a sacrificial lamb
	Oh, poor boys fighting peasants in foreign lands
	How loudly you praise them
	Oh, but where were you then?
	Off dancing with your debutante
	Her skin is soft and warm
	But her eyes are cold and dead
	It serves the greedy well
	To say men' s hearts are dark
	But I believe there' ll be a light that shines
	Which now is just a spark
	No gods, no masters
	No kings nor their court jesters
	No gods, no masters
	No kings nor their court jesters
	Bury the last
	Sons of avarice
	Tell the teachers and nurses and soldiers
	They must be lazy and or dumb
	While you, you earn a hundred to one
	Oh, but don' t you ing utter the word
	Meritocracy
	So what' s our priorities
	With people or markets being free
	I hear Sudan is a dusty place
	And every day a few less black faces
	It serves the greedy well
	To say men' s hearts are dark
	But I believe there' ll be a light that shines
	Which now is just a spark
	No gods, no masters
	No kings nor their court jesters
	No gods, no masters
	No kings nor their court jesters
	Bury the last
	Sons of avarice
	No gods, no masters
	No kings nor their court jesters
	No gods, no masters
	No kings nor their court jesters
	Bury the last
	Sons of avarice

	zuò qǔ : American Steel, Henderson
	Speak of heroes
	You' re swift to nominate them
	Oh, darling be a sacrificial lamb
	Oh, poor boys fighting peasants in foreign lands
	How loudly you praise them
	Oh, but where were you then?
	Off dancing with your debutante
	Her skin is soft and warm
	But her eyes are cold and dead
	It serves the greedy well
	To say men' s hearts are dark
	But I believe there' ll be a light that shines
	Which now is just a spark
	No gods, no masters
	No kings nor their court jesters
	No gods, no masters
	No kings nor their court jesters
	Bury the last
	Sons of avarice
	Tell the teachers and nurses and soldiers
	They must be lazy and or dumb
	While you, you earn a hundred to one
	Oh, but don' t you ing utter the word
	Meritocracy
	So what' s our priorities
	With people or markets being free
	I hear Sudan is a dusty place
	And every day a few less black faces
	It serves the greedy well
	To say men' s hearts are dark
	But I believe there' ll be a light that shines
	Which now is just a spark
	No gods, no masters
	No kings nor their court jesters
	No gods, no masters
	No kings nor their court jesters
	Bury the last
	Sons of avarice
	No gods, no masters
	No kings nor their court jesters
	No gods, no masters
	No kings nor their court jesters
	Bury the last
	Sons of avarice

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