Cannibal Lives Lyrics

Capitalism does not make sense!

'Tis nothing but a whore sir

Sucking on the very blood

Of every man, woman and child

Oh, the riddle on my tongue

Brought me closer to that witch

And as I listened to the cries of burning men

I asked her how much do we pay the Preachies

The wailers of lost souls?

She turned to me and cried

"We live in the age of extreme!

Of the chiller killer

And the bitter pill of the lesbian thrill

For the shopaholic ten in the consumer den

Where you're just a little savage

An umbilical zombie

Capitalism does not make sense!"

So cough up doc and pancho pillock

Laughing stock and fanny slam

With dazzle stars and dickie brows

Where sheep are chic and dumb as cows

Capitalism does not make sense!

Snapper neck and speed up jibe

Rambling on the fear of a crown

Rambling on the fear of a crown

All in a dream, all in a dream

Such a strange encounter indeed

Undead un-days flow from my brow

It all means nothing to me

On the ocean of Islam

In the shadow of the cross

It all means nothing to me