Текст песни Fury In The Slaughterhouse - Every generation got its own disease
Fury In The Slaughterhouse - Every generation got its own disease слова песни
The more we take the less we giveThat`s the modern way to live And someone says live fast die youngBut the time runs always faster sonDiseases come diseases goWelcome to the final showLet`s shake hands with plastic glovesAnd watch out for the last white dovesAnd believe me every generation Got its own diseaseAnd I`ve got mine so help us pleseI think that I`m to young to dieLove that girl and say goodbyeChange the girls like underwareUsing bodies without careThe love has gone and what we`ve got?A sweet perfume of sex and bloodAND BELIEVE ME, BABYEVERY GENERATION GOT ITS OWN DISEASEAND I`VE GOT MINESO HELP ME PLEASE