Текст песни Napalm Death - More Than Meet's The Eye

he clever box'o'tricks
Tells me I'm paranoid.
But as I uncover,
The sourness and decay
Echoes my suspicions -
Civilized nations? - A contradictiry farce.
The species supreme speaks with acid tongue.
(There's) More than meets the eye.
Thought process is geared
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To caution to the wind.
We shuffle along discriminately,
The danger signs ignored.
Man goads woman.
Child strikes infant.
Turned afgainst each other.

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