Whichever Way You Want It - Conflict

There’s a place that’s neatly tucked away, beyond the other side

A place of which you’d never dream, there’d be a need to hide

For the building is surrounded by pastures pure and green

But the image hides reality and the distance kills the scream

That comes from inside is never exposed to the air

For the place is packed with scientists who show how much they care

While the guard stands bravely at the gate with guard dog by his side

The same breed of animal is butchered inside

Well, what a fucking waste of money, what a fucking waste of time

A fucking waste of money, what a fucking waste of time

A fucking waste of money, it’s a fucking waste of time

What a waste of human knowledge, what a fucking way to die

There ain’t no fucking truth in the inspector’s files

As he walks down the death corridors, he covers his sighs with smiles

He sees the pain and agony but remembering his position

He’s got his place, just another face but he’s just not paid to question

He thinks it’s rather funny because he’s earning lots of money

When his eyes are forced aside as out slides another trolley

Another tray of corpses, unlabeled and unmentioned

But it’s no good asking why, why because they never fucking listen

So, liberate

Animal testing to detect thalidomide

Torturing and killing while there’s loads more things to try

The suffering and the pain, the excruciating pain

It all goes over and over gain

This fucking witchcraft won’t solve anything

For it’s the same experiment over and over again

Over and over again, again