MACHINE GUN VENDETTA LYRICS

"Third World End Game"

What’s their end game? Pray, Pray to your god that something might come and save you.
from the adolescent boys with their brand new toys. Don’t stay, don’t stay in one place
or else you’re gonna face the judgement of the U.S. backed views of a mining crew that
steal you from your home, slave you out in a diamond mine or make you kill your own,
with a needle stuck in your arm and then they strip your country’s wealth, sell it out
to a foreign bidder who puts it on a shelf to fund this sick sadistic play.

So what’s their
end game?...to turn a profit
enslave... the population
engage...the enemy
but it’s a twelve-year old kid with an AK
end game?...to turn a profit
enslave... the population
engage...the enemy
but it’s a twelve-year old kid with an M-16

Line ‘em all up in a row on the concrete, trained to destroy by a CIA convoy, broken
by the whip in America’s grip to serve as a corporate asset. Lying face down in the
mud in a grave pit staying real still so the mob doesn’t notice that their genocide
streak is still incomplete, cause they never fucking leave a witness, or a single
stone unturned. They’re not afraid to erase your people and watch your village burn
with guns shooting in the air and then they slit your country’s throat, take away any
hope of freedom just make you swear an oath to live your life in vain.
Concerted interests are playing games with your short and desperate lives
fight back or die

Thanks to sbart83 for these lyrics

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