Triddana - Men Of Clay lyrics

You brought forth an army of clowns Fit for the ma**es daft It seems I'm always on the wrong side. Three of four words that you repeat If you ask me that's rather dim In this game I play the traitor. Wave the flag, take control Gobble up, then go for more. March on, men of clay Are you selves or slaves? Don't put strings on me 'Cause I don't want to be A puppet from your legions of fools I am breaking the rules! I spit at your wind of lies, It won't serve to change my mind You preach, you shriek, you're weak You hide it fine. Where were they in times of war? Are they proud they've missed the show? The past, a day ago Look, they just forgot. Don't put strings on me 'Cause I don't want to be A puppet from your legions of fools I am breaking the rules! Don't put strings on me 'Cause I don't want to be A puppet from your legions of fools I am breaking the rules!