Liars, Vipers, Jokes and Fakes Songtext

von Whitey

We have built a special place
Where the secret planes fly every day
Where you can meet our international party.
We've prepared a private room
And a complimentary orange suit.
Welcome to the international party.
And you will never go home
Until you say you were wrong.
Until the places you love
Completely belong to us.

We won't eat
And we won't sleep
Until we get that oil beneath your feet.
We need it for our international party.
And if you rain on our parade
We'll turn your homes into your graves.
You don't refuse the international party.
And we will never give up.
And we will never back off.
And we will never back down.
And there are millions of us.

We have a man in a room
With a photograph of you
And a very long list.
We really get around
Everybody's written down
No-one ever gets missed.
We know you through and through
Know more about you
Than you know about yourself.
We've got a magical machine
That hears every word you speak
And it can write it all down.
So you'd better watch your mouth
Or we'll come and knock on your door.

We are the liars and vipers and jokes and fakes
Everywhere you go.
The liars and vipers and jokes and fakes
On your radio.
We are the liars and the vipers and the jokes and the fakes
In the driver's seat.
We are the liars and the vipers and the clowns
At the wheel of history.
And you are nothing more than meat
So listen carefully-

Unless we get exactly what we want.
You'll see exactly what we are.
Unless we get exactly what we want.
You'll see exactly who we are.

Now you all belong to us.
Now you all belong to us.
Now you all belong to us.
Now you all belong to us.
Now you all belong to us.