Lyrics
What on earth do you think of this system of ours?
Too few of us with too many powers
Too many of us without enough to share
Is it all too late, or don’t you really care?
A lonely man in a cell is doing time
In a separate world, lost in forgotten time
Isolation, without communication
The route of the problem of this whole damn nation
Bullshit. Hey, that’s Bullshit man
B-b-b-b-b-b-b-b Bullshit
Bullshit hits the fan
Revolutionary youth have hit the stage
Limelight strips of ego-trips hide behind their rage
Songs of plastic bullets, songs of plastic flowers
15 minutes fame turns into several hours
The bands’ fans are impressed with their knowledge of wars
Today’s rebels, tomorrow’s political bores
Preaching freedom, while they take the cash
Mellow-out with the crowd and a head full of hash
Try not to kid life can change with a song
Before you’ve sussed-out why things are wrong
Dreams of anarchy and peace are lost in bar-room confusion
We’re all part of the problem, don’t look to others for solution
While they’re bullshitting you, you’re bullshitting us
We’re bullshitting them, they’re making no fuss
He’s bullshitting her, she’s bullshitting me
bullshit, any of us are free
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