Goatless - Sick Of It All

Before us is an empty slate

We can impress how we please

Bombard them with the usual schlock

Whatever we’ve got up our sleeve

Teach them that violence

Can solve all their problems

Teach them to act on a whim

The horror the one we present is

Just where the horror begins…

Violent fantasy, comes reality

The effect will be quite a tragedy

We’ll point the finger!

We’ll point the finger!

We’ll point the finger!

We’ll point the finger!

Of blame, Before us is a twisted world

No one can work out the knots we’ve got

An enemy here they could be blamed for a lot

We’ll say they’re the problem

We’ll say they’re the cause

They’ll be the scapegoat now

Goatless — we’d be on the spot

We can’t let the truth come out

The pressure cracks another

And they know who to come

After whe’d be goatless

We’ll point the finger!

We’ll point the finger!

We’ll point the finger!

We’ll point the finger!

The pressure cracks another

And they know who to come

After whe’d be goatless