Mistreat - Soldier

I'm a White Man in my land
Well it looks like it's a crime
Politicans made me second rate
Treating me like slime

The hordes of subhuman lowlife
Are stepping on my face
I can't stand to see my country
Tainted by black race

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I'm a soldier fighting for my land
I'm a soldier with justice in my hand
I don't care if I go go jail
And I don't give a fucj, if you don't understand

A lot of people in this land
Who thinks it's all the same
But things are going straight to hell
And I know just who to blame

I'll start a riot of my own
And make the pople see
It's my job 'cos I love my land
So don't you mess with me

Mistreat - Fourth Reich

Mistreat - Man with a Bidge

Mistreat - Hang the Scum

What's that scum on the street
A nigger crawling at my feet
Selling postcards, selling hash
A refugee for better cash

We must make him understand
That he walks one a White Man's land
Out from jungle, straight the zoo
We all know just what to do

Chorus
Hang the scum
Hang the scum
That bastard's goota pay
That bastard's goota pay

He cheat us all with his words
All those lies have long been heard
We'll give this nation a bit of hope
Get the ladder, tie the rope

Bear the slobs until they break
Do it for your nation's sake
Next time you know just what to do
Hang the scum for white and blue

Mistreat - L.A. Kids

Hey, we're on a Silverbird, heading to the USA
We're gonna hit the filmland, party everyday
Making love in the backseat of the limousine
Gonna get the best chicks you've ever seen

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We're just L.A. kids
We found a good saleman, he really made us float
Gave us English names and spandex clothes
Now we don't remember what we used to be
I forgot my real name, but it doesn't bother me

We're going around the world, playing rock'n'roll
Whiskey, sex'n'drugs, they'll save our souls
Who remember where we lived, what was it called?

Mistreat - Troubles

Everybody wants something, no one has
The further the field, the greener the grass
Talking with words they don't understand
No-one needs to, no-one can

Chorus
Troubles every night
Troubles every day
There's troubles in the city
Troubles all the way

If you're feeling sick, you're gonna get pills
If you're driving drunk, you're gonna get killed
And if you don't vote, you're gonna lose
But if you do, you'll get abused

Somebody tells you and you play dead
Somebody tells you and you give head
Someone has the strings and complete control
There's somebody out there, who own's your soul

Mistreat - Faith and Fury

Mistreat - Backstreet

Mistreat - Veteran