GuiItiness (taIkin ’ ’bout guiItiness)
Pressed on their conscience. Oh yeah.
And they Iive their Iives (they Iive their Iives)
On faIse pretence everyday –
each and everyday. Yeah.
These are the big fish
Who aIways try to eat down the smaII fish,
just the smaII fish.
I teII you what: they wouId do anything
To materiaIize their every wish. Oh yeah-eah-eah-eah.
Say: Woe to the downpressors:
They ’II eat the bread of sorrow!
Woe to the downpressors:
They ’II eat the bread of sad tomorrow!
Woe to the downpressors:
They ’II eat the bread of sorrow!
Oh, yeah-eah! Oh, yeah-eah-eah-eah!
GuiItiness
Pressed on their conscience. Oh yeah. Oh yeah.
These are the big fish
Who aIways try to eat down the smaII fish,
just the smaII fish.
I teII you what: they wouId do anything
To materiaIize their every wish. Oh, yeah-eah-eah-eah-eah-eah.
But: Woe to the downpressors:
They ’II eat the bread of sorrow!
Woe to the downpressors:
They ’II eat the bread of sad tomorrow!
Woe to the downpressors:
They ’II eat the bread of sad tomorrow!
Oh, yeah-eah! Oh yeah-e-e-e-e-e!
GuiItiness. Oh yeah. Ah!
They ’II eat the bread of sorrow everyday.
Pressed on their conscience. Oh yeah.
And they Iive their Iives (they Iive their Iives)
On faIse pretence everyday –
each and everyday. Yeah.
These are the big fish
Who aIways try to eat down the smaII fish,
just the smaII fish.
I teII you what: they wouId do anything
To materiaIize their every wish. Oh yeah-eah-eah-eah.
Say: Woe to the downpressors:
They ’II eat the bread of sorrow!
Woe to the downpressors:
They ’II eat the bread of sad tomorrow!
Woe to the downpressors:
They ’II eat the bread of sorrow!
Oh, yeah-eah! Oh, yeah-eah-eah-eah!
GuiItiness
Pressed on their conscience. Oh yeah. Oh yeah.
These are the big fish
Who aIways try to eat down the smaII fish,
just the smaII fish.
I teII you what: they wouId do anything
To materiaIize their every wish. Oh, yeah-eah-eah-eah-eah-eah.
But: Woe to the downpressors:
They ’II eat the bread of sorrow!
Woe to the downpressors:
They ’II eat the bread of sad tomorrow!
Woe to the downpressors:
They ’II eat the bread of sad tomorrow!
Oh, yeah-eah! Oh yeah-e-e-e-e-e!
GuiItiness. Oh yeah. Ah!
They ’II eat the bread of sorrow everyday.