The Molotov - Class Enemy

Blindin my sight with your dead lights A thousand little Paris Hilton parasites Spreadin apathy like a disease Medusas that seduce ya to be empty Market leeches wanna crawl far On the backs of the workers petty bourgeois Say it comes round but I know what trickles down n’ That ain’t prosperity that’s bleedin inta this ground When the axe swings it’s always our throats So don’t tell me that we’re in the same boat Bleedin’ us dry while your pigs fly Playin blame games you think I’m blind It ain’t a brown man that tried to cut my pay It ain’t a white man that took my rights away It ain’t a black man that sold me down the line It was a rich man every fuckin time CHORUS 2X You attack the workers You persecute the poor And then you stand there And tell me there’s no class war Don’t pretend to me You ain’t a friend to me You’re just a / You aint nothing but a CLASS ENEMY Time to downsize rational-lies Foreclosures rose so did the suicides Crumbs on the floor lock the factory door They’re in the limousine off