God Damn Whores (The)

Reelin' in the Suckers
Your reason must be more than naked fascinationYou don't convince me with your phoney occupationWe are not debris, we are not weaknessBut you still pile us on the refuseYour disposal, we are old newsA naked flame reflects a shadow on a blank wallEffect desired by the ugliest of liarsClick click, the subjectCatching your profileMove the crowd on, call the papersMove them out, employ the fakers(chorus)Reelin' in the suckersLife's destruction all over youYou don't even know itBite the bullet and keep it realReelin' in the suckersSucked you up and then they spat you outIf you don't follow then, you better make a new denOne that protects you from the fury of "the real men"They walk in circles just to confuse youAnd when you look away they choose youStrap you down and then abuse youSongtexte(chorus)And now your voice is sticking like a broken recordThe tape is tangled and the message you can't recallThe plot is lifeless, no need to bickerBrain deceiver, dead believer,Message no more, lone deceiver(chorus) Aus Songtexte Mania