Son Of A Plunder Lyrics - Ten Thousand Fists - Disturbed

Tell me you like it 

Tell me you like it 

You say you found yourself a new sound 

This ship is loaded and ready to go 

A bit too much just like the old sound 

Already heard it for the hundredth time 

One hundred more, all have the same sound 

Running around with all the sheep that you know 

It's so sublime, they're breaking new ground 

They're sure to have another hit this time 

Come on 

Can't you just leave it alone 

It doesn't have any soul 

Just find a thing of your own 

And stop pretending to know 

As the countless numbers hunger for world wide renown 

All the pimping sons of plunder will roll up their sleeves 

All searching for the answers they don't even care to know 

Give it to me 

Give it to me 

You like it? 

I'm still surrounded by the new sound 

I've had enough and I'm ready to go 

I'll stranglehold throughout the world now 

The new obsession will fade in time 

A thin reminder of the past now. 

All convoluted hardly ready to go 

Their whines and moans will never last now 

I think you've given us a fill this time 

Come on 

Can't you just leave it alone 

It doesn't have any soul 

Just find a thing of your own 

And stop pretending to know 

As the countless numbers hunger for world wide renown 

All the pimping sons of plunder will roll up their sleeves 

All searching for the answers they don't even care to know 

Give it to me 

Give it to me 

You like it? 

As it's blown apart, hundreds thrown away 

Makes me question just what I believe 

Brothers torn apart, mindless drones enslaved 

Makes me search for an answer 

I don't want to know 

It's like a plague from below 

Killing all that I know 

One hundred voices the same 

Drench their sorrow in fame 

As the countless numbers hunger for world wide renown 

All the pimping sons of plunder will roll up their sleeves 

All searching for the answers they don't even care to know 

Give it to me 

Give it to me 

As the countless numbers hunger for world wide renown 

All the pimping sons of plunder will roll up their sleeves 

All searching for the answers they don't even care to know 

Give it to me 

Give it to me 

You like it? 

Tell me you like it 

Tell me you like it 

Tell me you like it 

Tell me you like it. 

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