bretton woods - bread and circuits lyrics
[intro: bread and circuits]
i can’t recall the faces of names but i
manage to know where to place the blame
if i swallow something evil stick your
fingers down my throat
if i swallow something evil stick your
fingers down my throat
shattered hearts and broken hands
all part of the plan all part of their plan
[verse 1: mike kirsch]
the art of war behind closed doors
bretton woods, 1944
to liberalize the flow of lies
and white noise information
their contingency, i believe
to bleed us like economies
we failed to realize, the devils internalized
the occupation
[chorus 1: bread and circuits]
if i swallow something evil stick your
fingers down my throat
if i swallow something evil stick your
fingers down my throat
i can’t recall the faces of names but i
manage to know where to place the blame
[verse 2: mike kirsch]
their vast array of weaponry
deployment or diplomacy
the trilateral pillars of
international financial k!llers
their brutality, i concede, tempered
with cool efficiency for sarin gas and
shot gun blasts leave imprecise incisions
to disloate the act from our actions
the careful hands of death’s technicians
[bridge: bread and circuits]
pixilate the debate
replicate our lives, a facsimile
such a horribly beautiful rendition
their alien tongue rolls off our lips
like bits of binary code
we failed to recognize, the devils
digitized the conversation
[chorus 2: bread and circuits]
if i swallow something evil stick your
fingers down my throat
if i swallow something evil stick your
fingers down my throat
shattered hearts and broken hands
all part of the plan all part of their plans
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