Machiavel
Machiavel - the dictators songtekst
Je score:
(Marc Ysaye - Mario Guccio - Albert Letecheur - Jean Paul Devaux - Roland De Greef) Everywhere they ‘re on the earth Everywhere they ‘re waiting for you Everywhere look around you Everywhere just before your face Everywhere ready day and night Everywhere they’re on the earth Everywhere little sergeants Everywhere want to become emperors Hey you ! Do you think you ‘ re a god ? Hey you ! Maybe you think you are God Hey you ! I know you think you are more ! Hey you ! I know you think you are more ! You the saviour, you ‘re just a dictator Just an animal thirsty for blood Coming to save the country But you’re slowly killing it with your medieval laws Go home ! Sergeant don’t try to be an emperor Go home ! Don’t try to be a king Go home ! little Ayatollah don’t try to be a president Listen to me stupid we all know you’ve got power You’ve got petrol, iron, diamonds, uranium, gas, brass And anything you want But we’ll never be directly responsible to you Even if we must blow up with our nuclear power stations It will be your fault, but I know you don’t care about it ! Living in Africa, Arabia, Latin America, Indonesia Do you believe you impress the world With your grand parade and your golden rolls-royce ? We don’t see you We just see your people living in misery I know you say your prisons are empty Yes, but your graveyards are full Listen to me stupid we all know you’ve got power You ‘ve got petrol, iron, diamonds, uranium, gas, brass And anything you want. But we ‘ll never be directly responsible to you Even if we must blow up with our nuclear power stations ! You Van Halteren, you ‘re just a dictator Just an old racist thirsty for hate. Coming to save the city But you’re slowly killing it with your medieval laws Go home ! V.H. don’t try to be a censor Go home ! Don’t try to be a chief Go home ! Little burgomaster don’t try to judge young people Listen to me stupid we all know you’ve got power You’ve got bludgeons, cops, money, your F.B.I., C.I.A. And anything you want. But we’ll never ever be depending on you Even if we must get punched nose to enjoy rock and roll It will be better than to be obedient to you Everyday in the early morning I judge, I judge Everyday in the early morning I judge, I judge ..... Walk on, Walk on people Walk on, walk on people Close your eyes God is here !