Bastards Of The Nation

Why the fuck am I loyal to you.
We don't wanna be your victim of greed.
Sick of you, no future for us.
How many people die in famine.
No way. No control. Poverty makes us strong.
No way. No control. We can carry on.
Send me to work, send me to war.
Send me to waste my life for you.
Hate for you, no future for us.
We are just bastards of the nation.
No way. No control. Poverty makes us strong.
No way. No control. We can carry on.
So fuck your pretty thoughts.
We don't care about your perfect plans.
So fuck your pretty thoughts.
We still have rebel attitude.
We don't wanna live for you!!!