Murder Of The Planet Earth Lyrics

	作词 : It Bites
	I walked right out of it, couldn't give a damn
	I'd rather go hungry
	I watched a generation wash it's hands of war
	Then sleep in it's laundry
	Wonders of the world and there's eight in all cos
	It's a wonder that the wonders have such wonder at all
	Fat men in business with will to succeed
	Mouth off their stories of children in need, I call it
	Murder, When your life is on the line
	Murder, Why don't you take this hand of mine
	Murder, to all the ladies giving birth
	Murder, it's the murder of the planet earth
	Here we go again
	I walked right out of it, couldn't give a damn
	I'd rather sit crying
	I've seen the lords and ladies pulling all the scams
	They won't escape dying
	Wonders of the world and there's eight in all cos
	It's a wonder that the wonders have such wonder at all
	Fat men in business with will to succeed
	Mouth off their stories of children in need, I call it
	New generations will die at their births cos
	It still isn't trendy to be a friend of the earth
	Murder, When your life is on the line
	Murder, Why don't you take this hand of mine
	Murder, to all the ladies giving birth
	Murder, it's the murder of the planet earth
	Here we go again
	And all teh hills will die, Flattened by the stench of mankind
	Animals in the parks forced to smile by the sickening syringes
	Of genocide, bluebirds wrything in agony die struck down by
	Missiles of the anti kind, as the reaper announces his coming as
	The new God, we all step aside, MURDER

	zuo ci : It Bites
	I walked right out of it, couldn' t give a damn
	I' d rather go hungry
	I watched a generation wash it' s hands of war
	Then sleep in it' s laundry
	Wonders of the world and there' s eight in all cos
	It' s a wonder that the wonders have such wonder at all
	Fat men in business with will to succeed
	Mouth off their stories of children in need, I call it
	Murder, When your life is on the line
	Murder, Why don' t you take this hand of mine
	Murder, to all the ladies giving birth
	Murder, it' s the murder of the planet earth
	Here we go again
	I walked right out of it, couldn' t give a damn
	I' d rather sit crying
	I' ve seen the lords and ladies pulling all the scams
	They won' t escape dying
	Wonders of the world and there' s eight in all cos
	It' s a wonder that the wonders have such wonder at all
	Fat men in business with will to succeed
	Mouth off their stories of children in need, I call it
	New generations will die at their births cos
	It still isn' t trendy to be a friend of the earth
	Murder, When your life is on the line
	Murder, Why don' t you take this hand of mine
	Murder, to all the ladies giving birth
	Murder, it' s the murder of the planet earth
	Here we go again
	And all teh hills will die, Flattened by the stench of mankind
	Animals in the parks forced to smile by the sickening syringes
	Of genocide, bluebirds wrything in agony die struck down by
	Missiles of the anti kind, as the reaper announces his coming as
	The new God, we all step aside, MURDER

	zuò cí : It Bites
	I walked right out of it, couldn' t give a damn
	I' d rather go hungry
	I watched a generation wash it' s hands of war
	Then sleep in it' s laundry
	Wonders of the world and there' s eight in all cos
	It' s a wonder that the wonders have such wonder at all
	Fat men in business with will to succeed
	Mouth off their stories of children in need, I call it
	Murder, When your life is on the line
	Murder, Why don' t you take this hand of mine
	Murder, to all the ladies giving birth
	Murder, it' s the murder of the planet earth
	Here we go again
	I walked right out of it, couldn' t give a damn
	I' d rather sit crying
	I' ve seen the lords and ladies pulling all the scams
	They won' t escape dying
	Wonders of the world and there' s eight in all cos
	It' s a wonder that the wonders have such wonder at all
	Fat men in business with will to succeed
	Mouth off their stories of children in need, I call it
	New generations will die at their births cos
	It still isn' t trendy to be a friend of the earth
	Murder, When your life is on the line
	Murder, Why don' t you take this hand of mine
	Murder, to all the ladies giving birth
	Murder, it' s the murder of the planet earth
	Here we go again
	And all teh hills will die, Flattened by the stench of mankind
	Animals in the parks forced to smile by the sickening syringes
	Of genocide, bluebirds wrything in agony die struck down by
	Missiles of the anti kind, as the reaper announces his coming as
	The new God, we all step aside, MURDER

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