Famileave

Are you counting your money, mummy?

Are you waiting to be understood, daddy?

So, let's do it

Father

You only care of other things

Mother

You live to steal another dream

Money is your sister and greed is you brother

You fuck your life and the one of the others

Two hungry kids crying and asking for milk

But you spend your money in a Dior made of silk

Ouch!

Famileave

You only get what you give

Famileave

You only get what you give

Rape our lives!

Oh I want my brain to fry

To die

Father

You think God owe you many things

Mother

Instead of shame you wear gold rings

There's a fire in your house and no water to carry

"Don't disturb us and bring our champagne with strawberries"

You pretend you don't care but you love to show off

I know well this old play and I can tell you "fuck off!"

Famileave

You only get what you give

Famileave

You only get what you give

Oh come on!

Tell me one thing you are very good at

Other than swiping around your gold card

Here a big lesson you bring to the grave

Don't ever make your kids your own slaves

We are not your slaves

We are not your slaves

We are not your slaves (and you'll bring it to the grave)

We are not your slaves (and you'll bring it to the grave)

We are not your slaves (and you'll bring it to the grave)

We are not your slaves (and you'll bring it to the grave)

We are not your slaves (and you'll bring it to the grave)

We are not your slaves