Empty promise is the best commercial
Piece of bread on the table, salame in dreams
Everything in the name of folks, pure profit and earning
Tell us ministers, our legates
Why do war invalids live poor
On the edge of the life, you care about amount
Do you know the feeling, it's called shame
We are not who we used to be
From ourselves hiding for too long
It came a day for you to say no, no
You have nothing to lose
We already lost everything
All this democracy, just bureaucracy
Together, firm ilegal
Empty rhetoric, with no sense and logic
Everything is egal, firm ilegal
Like the last day is near
Line of criminals is here
And while you're just losing time
You give your vote to them, they are taking everything
Beasts with no mercy, loyal slaves
Saponaceous frolics, rich bastards
Whos slaves are we, just numbers
Lower layers, broken machines
Changing chairs, sweaty butts
Getting bats on our heads
Without visas for passing borders
Coloured marketing walls of shame
Empty promises are the best comercial
Piece of bread on the table, salame in dreams
Everything in the name of folks, pure profit and earning...
Are you ashamed?