| Song | Food For The Brain |
| Artist | One Minute Silence |
| Album | Buy Now... Saved Later |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Barry, One Minute Silence | |
| Take a walk on the why side, | |
| a fast ride, through anarchistic eyes | |
| Take a look at the real world, | |
| the wheels turn, on sugar-coated lies | |
| Reality is a fist fuck, | |
| a kiss first, a rat infested ride | |
| Last laugh on the last laugh, | |
| who laughs last, before the well runs dry | |
| Take a look at the real world | |
| Take a look at the real world | |
| Waking up to the rat race, | |
| the fast pace, consumer friendly smiles | |
| Everything at the right price, | |
| for each vice, 1-800 DIAL | |
| Serving only to please you, | |
| appease you, remedy the void | |
| Obsessed with the obscene, | |
| enough green, whatever gets you high | |
| Take a look at the real world | |
| Take a look at the real world | |
| Fight the norm, fuck the rules | |
| Feed the brain, fight the fools | |
| Burn the book, ban the bomb | |
| Fight the right, right the wrong | |
| All the sticks, all the stones | |
| All the clowns, all the clones | |
| All the blood, all the bones, | |
| Food for your brain | |
| I pledge allegiance to no flag, | |
| a blood rag, on every body bag | |
| I'm not wearing a price tag, | |
| a toe tag, for anybody's rag | |
| I bow down to no man, | |
| no bigger plan, no predetermined programme | |
| Mine is my own load, | |
| my own road, my way is what I am | |
| Take a look at the real world | |
| Take a look at the real world | |
| Fight the norm, fuck the rules | |
| Feed the brain, fight the fools | |
| Burn the book, ban the bomb | |
| Fight the right, right the wrong | |
| All the sticks, all the stones | |
| All the clowns, all the clones | |
| All the blood, all the bones, | |
| Food for your brain |
| zuo qu : Barry, One Minute Silence | |
| Take a walk on the why side, | |
| a fast ride, through anarchistic eyes | |
| Take a look at the real world, | |
| the wheels turn, on sugarcoated lies | |
| Reality is a fist fuck, | |
| a kiss first, a rat infested ride | |
| Last laugh on the last laugh, | |
| who laughs last, before the well runs dry | |
| Take a look at the real world | |
| Take a look at the real world | |
| Waking up to the rat race, | |
| the fast pace, consumer friendly smiles | |
| Everything at the right price, | |
| for each vice, 1800 DIAL | |
| Serving only to please you, | |
| appease you, remedy the void | |
| Obsessed with the obscene, | |
| enough green, whatever gets you high | |
| Take a look at the real world | |
| Take a look at the real world | |
| Fight the norm, fuck the rules | |
| Feed the brain, fight the fools | |
| Burn the book, ban the bomb | |
| Fight the right, right the wrong | |
| All the sticks, all the stones | |
| All the clowns, all the clones | |
| All the blood, all the bones, | |
| Food for your brain | |
| I pledge allegiance to no flag, | |
| a blood rag, on every body bag | |
| I' m not wearing a price tag, | |
| a toe tag, for anybody' s rag | |
| I bow down to no man, | |
| no bigger plan, no predetermined programme | |
| Mine is my own load, | |
| my own road, my way is what I am | |
| Take a look at the real world | |
| Take a look at the real world | |
| Fight the norm, fuck the rules | |
| Feed the brain, fight the fools | |
| Burn the book, ban the bomb | |
| Fight the right, right the wrong | |
| All the sticks, all the stones | |
| All the clowns, all the clones | |
| All the blood, all the bones, | |
| Food for your brain |
| zuò qǔ : Barry, One Minute Silence | |
| Take a walk on the why side, | |
| a fast ride, through anarchistic eyes | |
| Take a look at the real world, | |
| the wheels turn, on sugarcoated lies | |
| Reality is a fist fuck, | |
| a kiss first, a rat infested ride | |
| Last laugh on the last laugh, | |
| who laughs last, before the well runs dry | |
| Take a look at the real world | |
| Take a look at the real world | |
| Waking up to the rat race, | |
| the fast pace, consumer friendly smiles | |
| Everything at the right price, | |
| for each vice, 1800 DIAL | |
| Serving only to please you, | |
| appease you, remedy the void | |
| Obsessed with the obscene, | |
| enough green, whatever gets you high | |
| Take a look at the real world | |
| Take a look at the real world | |
| Fight the norm, fuck the rules | |
| Feed the brain, fight the fools | |
| Burn the book, ban the bomb | |
| Fight the right, right the wrong | |
| All the sticks, all the stones | |
| All the clowns, all the clones | |
| All the blood, all the bones, | |
| Food for your brain | |
| I pledge allegiance to no flag, | |
| a blood rag, on every body bag | |
| I' m not wearing a price tag, | |
| a toe tag, for anybody' s rag | |
| I bow down to no man, | |
| no bigger plan, no predetermined programme | |
| Mine is my own load, | |
| my own road, my way is what I am | |
| Take a look at the real world | |
| Take a look at the real world | |
| Fight the norm, fuck the rules | |
| Feed the brain, fight the fools | |
| Burn the book, ban the bomb | |
| Fight the right, right the wrong | |
| All the sticks, all the stones | |
| All the clowns, all the clones | |
| All the blood, all the bones, | |
| Food for your brain |