Mustasch - Evil Doer текст песни

Multinational ruler
Got no class, got no style
Calling me Evil Doer
While committing the crime

Mind destroyed by TV-show suppliers
Runs on cyberboobs and self denial
Left the common sense for trust in science

The one that does not suit their plans: Remove her
Brainwashed by commercial mind controller
Wipe your nose, the winds of change blows colder

Left with two choices
It ain?t silver or gold
Here?sa dish of their droppings
Have it warm, have it cold

Multinational ruler
Got no class, got no style
Calling me Evil Doer
While committing the crime