cradle to the graves   all the women were slaves   they worked hard to earn money and the men took it away      shot them in their heads or left them lifeless in their beds   blamed the innocent while they said it was the innocent man instead      why because they are swindlers   wasted time all over swindlers   raped our minds because you're swindlers   nothing more nothing less   what money pile do you love best   take all we've got, there's nothing left      i am too poor to deserve your time   my bloody wounds will be just fine   if you take this knife out of my spine   i will slowly fall and unwind      time is so unkind   now pretend that you are blind   you will train your children just fine   they'll be rich, having lived the life of a swindler      walk by those wounded bodies   laugh and smile at the gaping wounds   you call our neighbors ugly apes but you were the real baboons      eat your dinner while i starve   sing MY SONGS while my arms fall off   the winds and sand will carry this song   you destroyed the world because you're all swindlers      © 2007 Meladori Publishing, ASCAP