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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Megadeth
Megadeth
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dave Mustaine
Dave Mustaine
Composer
Dave Ellefson
Dave Ellefson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dave Mustaine
Dave Mustaine
Producer
Michael Wagener
Michael Wagener
Mixing Engineer
Paul Lani
Paul Lani
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Cockroach in the concrete with courthouse tan and beady eyes
A slouch with fallen arches, purging truths into great lies
A little man with a big eraser's changing history
Procedures that he's programmed to, and all he hears and sees
Altering the facts and figures, events and every issue
He can make a person disappear and no one will ever miss you
[Verse 2]
Rewrites every story, every poem that ever was
Eliminates incompetence and those who break the laws
Follow the instructions of the New Ways' Evil Book of Rules
Replacing rights with wrongs, the files and records in the schools
[Verse 3]
You say you've got the answers, well who asked you anyway?
Ever think maybe it was meant to be this way?
Don't try to fool us, we know the worst is yet to come
I believe my kingdom will come
[Verse 4]
Solo - Young
Solo - Mustaine
[Verse 5]
F—is for fighting
R—is for red, ancestors' blood in battles they've shed
E—we elect them
E—we eject them, in the land of the free and the home of the brave
D—for your dying
O—your overture
M—they will cover your grave with manure
This spells out freedom, it means nothing to me
As long as there's a P.M.R.C.
[Verse 6]
Solo - Young
Solo - Mustaine
[Verse 7]
F—is for fighting
R—is for red, ancestors' blood in battles they've shed
E—we elect them
E—we eject them, in the land of the free and the home of the brave
D—for your dying
O—your overture
M—is for money and you know what that cures
This spells out freedom, it means nothing to me
As long as there's a P.M.R.C.
[Verse 8]
F—is for fighting
R—is for red, ancestors' blood in battles they've shed
E—we elect them
E—we eject them, in the land of the free and the home of the brave
D—for your dying
O—your overture
M—they will cover your grave with manure
This spells out freedom, it means nothing to me
As long as there's a P.M.R.C.
[Verse 9]
Put your hand right up my shirt
Pull the strings that make me work
Jaws will part, words fall out
Like a fish with hook in mouth
[Verse 10]
Rewrites every story, every poem that ever was
Eliminates incompetence, and those who break the laws
Follow the instructions of the New Ways' Evil Book of Rules
Replacing rights with wrongs, the files and records in the schools
[Verse 11]
I'm not a fish
I'm a man
Hook
In
Mouth
Written by: Dave Mustaine, David Ellefson
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