The Good Father — текст песни (born against)

The American Dream the good father wants to paddle it one way democracy it`s
our gift to the savage the good father the holy saviour rests one hand on a
smaller neighbour and we`re nowhere close to getting what we need Father knows
best we`re going to kill you bulldozed with dollar bills paving over the
bloody mash so much light to spread while the gore`s still fresh we own the
government the crops the land your hearts and minds see the system works the
dead just don`t know it yet father knows best we`re going to own you the good
father stands tall waiting to embrace his smallest child and if you act fast
we promise you won`t feel the pain.