We are the slaves of the goverment leaders
We are the free but we're locked in a cage
We are the inventors of the axis of evil
We're the invaders, start the new raid!

Be my Evildoer

We are the Slaves in the Land of the Free
Who's the Aggressor, is it you or just me?
We are the victims in this war of the greedy
Suffer in hell, why don't you hear me?

Be my Evildoer

i live in a place
where people from iowa mistake each other for stars

every now and then the world is strange
time to stop and re-valuate
broken heart won't equal broken dreams
mr bond find the real me please
critics wonder where the feeling went
mtv reports the passion spent
where are the days and how they seem to end
now where the fuck is my script again ?
where the fuck is my script again ?

i am the protagonist
suck the bomb
suck the thumb voltaire
i am the protagonist
the credits roll
discover who you are (x2)

roll the camera hit the wedding smile
take 15 it's gonna take a while
smoke machines can make it hard to breathe
mr bond find the real me please
gotta hang inside my trailer more
this is what they made the trailer for
make up let's me be a real man
and where the fuck is my script again ?
where the fuck is my script again ?

i am the protagonist
suck the bomb
suck the thumb voltaire
i am the protagonist
the credits roll
discover who you are (x4)

i live in a place
where people from iowa mistake each other for stars

Hit me on the street while waiting to do nothing
Where within the space can anything feel certain?
Look into the future make out the word speak
Send in the spies to watch them

Creepy are the people unable to do something
Sitting on an armchair fenced in their creation
Look up to be there anywhere is somewhere
Itchy past scratch the itch

(In the streets)
Hit me in the streets
(Hit me! Hit me!)
(In the streets)
Hit me in the streets
(Hit me! Hit me!)

Feel about a nation
So precious is the freedom
Carousel the brass ring
Reach into a black mass
So it's corroded
So it's polluted
We all want some of it

Maybe all the people now left without no loving
Where with all the strength gone better see it coming
Get off the fence trip
Rip up the garbage
Make it up to the earth, bitch

(In the streets)
Hit me in the streets
(Hit me! Hit me!)
(In the streets)
Hit me in the streets
(Hit me! Hit me!)
(In the streets)
Hit me in the streets
(Hit me! Hit me!)
(In the streets)
Hit me in the streets
(Hit me! Hit me!)

Be a politician
Eroding all your freedoms
Down the rabbit hole cracks
Money markets fall
Through a looking glass
Time becomes too fast
All to benefit the rich

So keep eating from the apple
Inches from the center
Shaken to the core
Until it doesn't matter
No one to turn to
Nowhere to run to
Better the bomb to blow it

(Hit me)
Hit me in the streets
(Hit me! Hit me!)
(In the streets)
Hit me in the streets
(Hit me! Hit me!)
(In the streets)
Hit me in the streets
(Hit me! Hit me!)
(In the streets)
Hit me in the streets
(Hit me! Hit me!)
(In the streets)
Hit me in the streets
(HOLD IT!! Now just hold it right there! This is the-)