Immigrants & Hypocrites Lyrics
| Song | Immigrants & Hypocrites |
| Artist | Star Fucking Hipsters |
| Album | Until We're Dead |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| We're all immigrants and hypocrites | |
| Delusionals and sycophants | |
| We pretend to play a special part | |
| And born in pain we fall apart | |
| It's the same game with the same players | |
| Where dying dreams are strung on prayers | |
| A never ending battle just to be | |
| It's all put off till another day | |
| We all get old and waste away | |
| The lust for dollars make no sense | |
| We squat the world or pay the rents | |
| And when it's all been said and done | |
| Our joyless lives devoid of fun | |
| I know it's all been said before | |
| Our nation's rotten to the core | |
| Fuck all flags and fuck your face | |
| You're the garbage of the human race | |
| Change the color, change the name | |
| These greedy fucks are all the same | |
| And everywhere that you can go | |
| There's always someone in control | |
| Fat faced, dollar signs for eyes | |
| On starving nations they rely | |
| We're all immigrants and hypocrites | |
| Delusionals and sycophants | |
| We pretend to play a special part | |
| And born in pain we fall apart | |
| It's the same game with the same players | |
| Where dying dreams are strung on prayers | |
| A never ending battle just to be | |
| The arbitrary borders stand | |
| A line of blood through stolen lands | |
| That little flag upon your sleeve | |
| Shows off you're stupid and naïve | |
| Or maybe you believe the lies | |
| Through beady ignoramus eyes | |
| It's no surprise you're outta luck | |
| Your mama raised a stupid fuck | |
| Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| We'll all sleep when we're dead | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| We'll all sleep when we're dead | |
| (Let's break it down!) | |
| Somewhere beyond the thunder-dome | |
| Someday we just might find a home | |
| Autonomistic paradise | |
| Worth all the world without a price | |
| And we can all be happy there | |
| Eat Soylent Green, breathe soylent air | |
| And never rest our weary heads | |
| We'll all sleep when we're dead | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah | |
| We can all sleep when we're dead | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah | |
| We can all sleep when we're dead |
| We' re all immigrants and hypocrites | |
| Delusionals and sycophants | |
| We pretend to play a special part | |
| And born in pain we fall apart | |
| It' s the same game with the same players | |
| Where dying dreams are strung on prayers | |
| A never ending battle just to be | |
| It' s all put off till another day | |
| We all get old and waste away | |
| The lust for dollars make no sense | |
| We squat the world or pay the rents | |
| And when it' s all been said and done | |
| Our joyless lives devoid of fun | |
| I know it' s all been said before | |
| Our nation' s rotten to the core | |
| Fuck all flags and fuck your face | |
| You' re the garbage of the human race | |
| Change the color, change the name | |
| These greedy fucks are all the same | |
| And everywhere that you can go | |
| There' s always someone in control | |
| Fat faced, dollar signs for eyes | |
| On starving nations they rely | |
| We' re all immigrants and hypocrites | |
| Delusionals and sycophants | |
| We pretend to play a special part | |
| And born in pain we fall apart | |
| It' s the same game with the same players | |
| Where dying dreams are strung on prayers | |
| A never ending battle just to be | |
| The arbitrary borders stand | |
| A line of blood through stolen lands | |
| That little flag upon your sleeve | |
| Shows off you' re stupid and na ve | |
| Or maybe you believe the lies | |
| Through beady ignoramus eyes | |
| It' s no surprise you' re outta luck | |
| Your mama raised a stupid fuck | |
| Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| We' ll all sleep when we' re dead | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| We' ll all sleep when we' re dead | |
| Let' s break it down! | |
| Somewhere beyond the thunderdome | |
| Someday we just might find a home | |
| Autonomistic paradise | |
| Worth all the world without a price | |
| And we can all be happy there | |
| Eat Soylent Green, breathe soylent air | |
| And never rest our weary heads | |
| We' ll all sleep when we' re dead | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah | |
| We can all sleep when we' re dead | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah | |
| We can all sleep when we' re dead |
| We' re all immigrants and hypocrites | |
| Delusionals and sycophants | |
| We pretend to play a special part | |
| And born in pain we fall apart | |
| It' s the same game with the same players | |
| Where dying dreams are strung on prayers | |
| A never ending battle just to be | |
| It' s all put off till another day | |
| We all get old and waste away | |
| The lust for dollars make no sense | |
| We squat the world or pay the rents | |
| And when it' s all been said and done | |
| Our joyless lives devoid of fun | |
| I know it' s all been said before | |
| Our nation' s rotten to the core | |
| Fuck all flags and fuck your face | |
| You' re the garbage of the human race | |
| Change the color, change the name | |
| These greedy fucks are all the same | |
| And everywhere that you can go | |
| There' s always someone in control | |
| Fat faced, dollar signs for eyes | |
| On starving nations they rely | |
| We' re all immigrants and hypocrites | |
| Delusionals and sycophants | |
| We pretend to play a special part | |
| And born in pain we fall apart | |
| It' s the same game with the same players | |
| Where dying dreams are strung on prayers | |
| A never ending battle just to be | |
| The arbitrary borders stand | |
| A line of blood through stolen lands | |
| That little flag upon your sleeve | |
| Shows off you' re stupid and na ve | |
| Or maybe you believe the lies | |
| Through beady ignoramus eyes | |
| It' s no surprise you' re outta luck | |
| Your mama raised a stupid fuck | |
| Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| We' ll all sleep when we' re dead | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| We' ll all sleep when we' re dead | |
| Let' s break it down! | |
| Somewhere beyond the thunderdome | |
| Someday we just might find a home | |
| Autonomistic paradise | |
| Worth all the world without a price | |
| And we can all be happy there | |
| Eat Soylent Green, breathe soylent air | |
| And never rest our weary heads | |
| We' ll all sleep when we' re dead | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah | |
| We can all sleep when we' re dead | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah | |
| We can all sleep when we' re dead |
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