MORAL DECLINE LYRICS

"Crime Inc."

Another Saturday morning another pounding head
I don't wanna get up I don't wanna get out of bed
I'm sick of being a slave to the 9 to 5
I'm sick of paying to live to die
The american dream or the american curse
We want money money money and it's only getting worse
How many more people will we have to kill
How much blood can we spill.

If this is what you call freedom then you're all fucking dumb
If this is what you call freedom then turn your back and run

Crime Inc.

Another Monday night and another frozen meal.
I'm sick of looking in the fridge makes me wanna fucking steal
All this fucking bullshit makes it really hard to deal
No one gives a shit how we feel
Give up on the hope and we'll spend it on the dope
Leave em running running running to the store to get a rope
Do you really think that we'll ever fucking cope
Take a look around it's a joke.

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