Still The Rhythm Lyrics - Singles - Terrorvision

And we've all got sick with our cooler than thou 

Holier than shit attitudes 

Still the war goes on just drop the bomb 

There's nothing left to lose 

There's a bullet in this gun so you've got till 

the count of one before they shoot 

Let's get a disease there's nothing better to do 

So we'll give it to you and then do as we please 

We'll move to mars, buy big fast cars 

Then spread with ease 

'Cos this gun's pointing at you 

So you've only got till two before they shoot 

Still the rhythm goes 

Still the rhythm goes 

Still the rhythm goes 

Let's start a war where lots of people get killed 

We destroy the world there's nothing left no more 

Rid the earth of a race right off its face just say we're bored 

'Cos if that gun's pointing a me 

Then you've only got till three before they shoot 

Let's invent a drug, yeah! 

That's addictive quick, makes you sick with an instant hook 

We'll sell it to kids who'll flip their lids then total crook 

You don't get to the count of four 

They don't do that anymore before they shoot 

Still the rhythm goes 

Still the rhythm goes 

Still the rhythm goes....on!! 

It's a very, very good 

It's a very, very good 

It's a very, very good 

It's a very, very poor