Текст песни
I’m sick of this orange
In which our dignity cries
How can we learn to be good citizens
Here where humanity dies
You crooked robes of the court house
Will never understand
How deeply wrong is the device
You proudly defend
In the dark
I stand
The river I see
Through the bars of my cell
Is a monster of speed
A raigng hell
The bridge down there
Looks in trouble indeed
Oh am I the river
Or am I the bridge
In the dark
I stand
