Look Away

I can't even look at you, in fact i look away
 Forefathers, well fuck them
 The dead don't ever pay
 If this is what they had in mind
 I'm pissing on their graves
 A spoiled breed of royalty
 Waited on by slaves
 Go on, become the man
 Preserve the master plan
 And to the next motherfucker licks a silver plate
 Will be the next motherfucker we assassinate
 Go on, become the man
 Preserve the master plan
 To the next motherfucker counts a false return
 Will be the last motherfucker as the palace burns
 So as the bugles run through taps
 You think we're all content with scraps
 Well hold the phone and stop the show
 I've got to tell you something
 You think we'll learn, but not so fast
 As body parts land in our laps
 Bury the bones of the unknown
 No one should die for nothing
 Go on, become the man
 Preserve the master plan
 And to the next motherfucker licks a silver plate
 Will be the next motherfucker we assassinate
 Go on, become the man
 Preserve the master plan
 To the next motherfucker counts a false return
 Will be the last motherfucker as the palace burns
 (breakdown)
 I dip the cloth in gasoline
 I light the match
 I burn it clean
 What of the times and the uprisings
 Lead us to this land
 Servants stormed the castle, grabbed the king
 Took his head in hand
 There was a time when currency was based on something real
 A time when honor drove the fight
 That time is gone
 There's something wrong
 Go on, become the man
 Preserve the master plan
 And to the next motherfucker licks a silver plate
 Will be the next motherfucker we assassinate
 Go on, become the man
 Preserve the master plan
 To the next motherfucker counts a false return
 Will be the last motherfucker as the palace burns
 Fuck. the. master. plan.