Fine talkers - Black Bomb A

I’m fed up with your lies

I am tired of your promises

Your words make me sick

Your words make me sick

I am tired of your promises

Your words make me sick

Impostor of modern times

Fine talkers, fine talkers

You’ve big mouth, great defenders

Fine talkers, fine talkers

You could betray your mothers

You don’t know the doubt

Your road is sown of swindle

You think you’re with shelter

Deceiver, fear our anger

You, policies

You, opportunists

You, careerists

You, fucking liars

You, policies

You, opportunists

You, careerists

You, fucking liars

Fine talkers, fine talkers

You’ve big mouth, great defenders

Fine talkers, fine talkers

You could betray your mothers

It’s over, I hope it’s over

You will not win over

Anybody anymore

We will stop you

In your insane race

Be afraid, fear me

Take care of your ass

Your thirst of power

Cannot dried up

You’ll get wasted by your acts

Early or late, your time will come