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Shelter

Genres: Rock

Helpless Lyrics - Shelter

Let me tell you a story that will make your stomach turn 

Lacked in laboratories so the public never learns 

Vivisection crimes shamefully confined 

It's science and it's progress is the standard party line 

 

Souls have different bodies so they get no liberty 

Like Mengele's experiments in 1943 

And the guilty get numb from the denigration 

And devastation of God's creation 

 

Our taxes foot the bill, give access for their kill 

Drug industries pushing poison without any guilt 

They test and persecute in fear of legal suits 

But a monkey's not a man, so this whole thing is a ruse 

 

And I stand opposed to the non-humane 

We band to expose their twisted brains 

Disdain their brains, I'm unashamed 

When side effects disease the people 

You'll know who to blame 

 

What ya gonna do? What ya gonna do, people ? 

Make a chance 

What ya gonna do? What ya gonna do, people? 

We can do it 

 

Profits are the reason why the death toll grows 

The number's in the billions but it's never quite disclosed 

Drug industry's pushing wonder drugs 

Sweeping failed experiments right under the rug 

 

And while we're on the topic 

Do they really want to heal? 

Do they really want to cure the people 

Or just want to steal? 

 

A refined food culture of our century 

And diet is the reason why our nation's diseased 

You see Hippocrates spoke words like these 

Let food be your medicine but who believes? 

 

It's a health care nightmare, declare despair 

Just see your parents give a fortune to the pharmacy 

Anyway, to get okayed by the FDA 

Torture's done is some heinous ways 

 

As healers of the people they are portrayed 

But you'd be amazed at the way the people are being betrayed 

Is there a human left in all humanity 

It's hard to find, it's hard to find just one 

 

Is there a human left in all humanity? 

Lately it's been hard to find just one 

Bred and sold like merchandise in their magazines 

Dressed real nice for the guillotine 

Bred with disease for an extra fee 

 

It's their industry's insanity 

And the zoos and the pounds are now implicated 

Selling their unwanted to be mutilated 

Violated, devastated, decimated 

And all the above ain't understated 

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