Lirieke:
Die Laaste Uitweg

Cut my life into pieces This is my last resort Suffocation No breathing Don't give a fuck if I cut my arm, bleeding This is my last resort Cut my life

Siamo l'ultima risorsa! Siamo l'ultima risorsa! Siamo l'ultima risorsa! Siamo l'ultima risorsa! Bastardi senza nome han distrutto la mia storia Tanto

He watches the other beasts Quiet and dignified Claws like flicknifes He don't have to hide Waiting until the time is right Pouncing like a thief in

Another day another night Another drink another fight Its a shame we get the blame Always wrong and never right We're the new generation Searching for

The government policies are out of hand They ain't got a clue how to run this land Margaret Thatcher the stupid old bitch Takes from the poor and gives

We wake up a 10 o'clock Put your boots on and go round the block We have a few beers and we joke around We make our way to the football ground We hate

All thats true is the red, white, & Blue England, England is my land It's the only life i understand From Carlisle down to the Dover Straights Our forefathers