Folclor

I'm a masochist - living in Romania

I wonder how I still resist
In all this madness
Politics makes me sick
The state is a clown

I'm a pyromaniac
I light up my TV
To see how for money
They manipulate the people
It's all for show
Give me an axe!

Instead of having a beer in some pub
You better go and organize
Your own Fight Club
Blow up institutions and palaces
To also get into illegality
Make the fools above think
Why the people have come to hate them
Think twice when you see a gun
Think twice about those who urge you
Those who force you to join the army
To defend your supposedly holy and pure country
Which is actually led by dirty people
Who hold themselves very proudly and strongly
Not because they should
But because they have thousands and thousands of money
millions and billions
...made by waving banners!

What did you vote for? What did you vote for?
How come you forgot?
You forgot!
About those who died
So you could be well
And it smells of stupidity
Throughout all of Romania