Alba s touto skladbou:
Until We're Dead,
a bunch of smoke with building wad
in dissent under your "god"
and we biked to drink the day
because downtown just fell away
and the towers falling down
have the u.s.a. a frown
and all the bumpkins wept at zero ground
but all these fucking lies
tears up our weary eyes
'cuz 9/11 was an inside thing
and G-Dub played the king
to wipe the crime scene clean
smart folks know what I mean
Giuliani fixed the job
abetted by the mob
air-force and C.I.A.
N.O.R.A.D. with Dick Cheney
erased the facts away
and the towers falling down
spun the populace around
and all the families wept at zero ground
three-thousand bodies never found?
"pull"'s construction worked slang
for a controlled demolition
bombed to pull it to its base
Marvin Bush helped put in place
but crushed people "vaporized"?
with the evidence erased
the victim' families had no case
but all these fucking lies
make the baby jesus cry
'cuz 9/11 was an inside job
not a "fuck u.s. kabob"
like the media portrayed
like the G.I.'s would get laid
and it makes no fucking sense
like a failed air-force defense
because corporate oil got paid
and I'll save you some suspense
they wanted "dead presidents"
