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Seems simple to be able to preach,
A gospel to the new converted,
I never guessed that I could actually reach,
Anyone that would listen…. to me…to the truth
But now I know what we share is more than numbers
Its not for show,
Coz if it was I’d be sold out,
To sponsorship and advertise,
The merchandise that we are making
With third world hands at gods are shaking,
And all the rats are running coz the ship is faking!
And the ship is goin down! So!
Actions…
You keep telling me how to live and I don’t like it
Speak louder…
Than words, so why don’t you cut out my tongue and fucking like it
This is a trademark of some big bad fuckin fat man,
All rights reserved so watch your step now,
Under fire from big bad Sam,
Totally filmed on location,
But I keep on preachin to my nation,
An intimate congregation,
Totally fed on agitation,
Drop these vocals with rhythmical devastation!
Actions…
You keep telling me how to live and I don’t like it
Speak louder…
Than words, so why don’t you cut out my tongue and fucking like it
So you say that actions,
Speak louder than words,
But my friends are so distant,
And mill around in herds,
So their actions speak louder,
Because they’ve got no words,
And my friends are resistant…
Words are just a phrase,
Just a saying,
Just a phase,
Words are just religion
Just a fable
For the mind fucked unstable
Actions…
You keep telling me how to live and I don’t like it
Speak louder…
Than words so why don’t you cut out my tongue and fucking like it
Actions! Speak louder! Than words!
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