Songtexte:
Maximum Hank

Fighting our way to make ends meet The cycle of labor has got us beat A coward at best, an "authority" When his profit's to gain we lose morality

I'm bred to taste a meal of pain The products of the innocents slain When corporate hands define my needs I don't ask why, I feel their greed BRAINWASHED

We can't change the past The way the things used to be We've got to live for now Free ourselves from tendencies You and I see eye to eye We share