Your cell phone, your wallet, your time, your ideas
No barcode, no party, no iodine, no beers
Your bankcard, your licence, your thoughts, your fears
No simcard, no disco, no photo, not here
Your blood, your sweat, your passions, your regrets
Your office, your time off, your fashions, your sex
Your pills, your pass, your tits, your ass.
Your ass, your bones.
We want your Soul x5
(in background…Your Cash, Your House, Your Phone, Your Life, Your Cash, Your House, Your Life)
Show us your habits, your facts, our fears
Give us your address, your shoe size, your years
Your digits, your plans, your number, your eyes
Your schedule, your desktop, your details, your life.
Show us your children, your photos, your home.
Here, take credit, take insurance, take a loan.
Get a job, get a pension, get a haircut, get a suit.
Play the lottery, play football, play the field, sports on toot
We’ll show you females, show you sex.
We’ll sell you crap, charge you max.
We want your Soul x5
(in background…Your Cash, Your House, Your Phone, Your Life, Your Cash, Your House, Your Life)
Your feelings, your emotions, your love, your dreams
Your cheque book, your residence, your sweat, your screams
Your security, your sobriety, your innocence, your society
Your self, your place, your distance, your speed
Go back to bed America, your government is in control again
Here, watch this, shut up
You are free to do as we tell you
You are free to do as we tell you
We want your soul
Here’s programmes, here’s matters, here’s Britney, here’s Cola
Here’s pizza, here’s TV, here’s some rock and some Rolla
Watch commercials, more commercials, watch Jerry, not Oprah
Buy a better life from the comfort of your sofa
Here’s popcorn, here’s magazines, here’s milkshake, here’s blue jeans
here’s padded bras, here’s long cars, here’s football shirts, here’s baseball caps
here’s live talk shows, here’s video games, here’s cola lite, here’s Timberlake
here’s fingertips, here’s collagen, here’s all night bars, here’s plastic
We want your soul x5
(In the background…Your Cash, Your House, Your Phone, Your Life, Your Cash, Your House, Your Life)
Your Soul x6
Go back to bed America, your government is in control again
Here, here’s American Gladiators
Watch this, shut up
Go back to bed America,
Here’s American Gladiators, here’s 56 channels of it
Watch these pictuary retards bang their fucking scrolls together
And congratulate you on living in the land of freedom
Here you are America
You are free to do as we tell you
You are free to do as we tell you
We want your soul x5
това е едно от парчетата от онази нощ.. бях го слушал преди това веднъж, в едно q3 trick-jumping movie, но го бях забравил.. заради това и впечатлението, което ми направи тогава, беше точно като за first time..
мачка!
свали от тук. ;]
) , ако досега не си го чул, задължително поправи грешката.. 
са ми особено любими
, 10x mate) и си изтеглих 
