Bullets, Bombs & Bigotry Lyrics - Wwiii - Kmfdm

One for hatred two for hell 

Three for the lowest high that you sell 

Gotta four for a try but don't stop the lie 

Five for the piss and poke in your eye 

Six for the silver that you wrench 

Seven for the gold that'll never quench 

Eight and nine for the thirsty fly 

And ten for the one who drinks 'til I die 

I must receive and I'll believe 

Come on trust in me 

With all my greed give to those in need 

Come on lust with me 

I will be t rue but shall deceive 

Come on lie with me 

My little pill my guilty thrill 

Come on die with me 

Sin sex sodomy 

Time to end this parody 

Terror torture tyranny 

The carcass of democracy 

Power pills poverty 

Victors rewrite history 

Bullets bombs & bigotry 

Brace yourself for world war three 

This testament to the truest torture 

Beg for release from the lie that I bought you 

You started high your endings nigh 

Get it hard for the lord of lard 

I'm a vacuous and a callous whore 

Bend right over and beg for more 

A lie for a lie and a noose for a noose 

Don't complicate yourself with the truth 

I'm designing I'm the master 

Keep on waiting as I die of laughter 

Get on down covered in fleas 

I screw best in twos and threes 

The teasing pleasing little thrill 

The twisted knife that begs to kill 

Wistful thinking and whiskey drinking 

It all makes sense when your fists are thinking 

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