Текст песни Napalm Death - I`m Retching On The Dirt, слова песни Napalm Death

Текст песни Napalm Death - I`m Retching On The Dirt

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I`m retching on the dirt,it`s earthiness coating my throat.I`m wincing onthe bitterest pill.I refuse to swallow.I`m offered the warmth of a velvet glove,an iron fist to some.I`m treated like a scab.A traitor to my kind.I`m hounded bywhite-rightmightthat wants the country pure.I`m incensed by those in aweof " living amongst their own ".Selective perfectionwill cut their own throats !I`m constantlyforcing the point,but we`re all retchingon dirt,and we`ll chokeif we don`t spit it out !

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I`m Retching On The Dirt

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