Monk & Paul Scott - False Sense of Freedom [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Paul Scott]
I once felt patriotic for my country...
Now I feel like screaming rape, cause they fucked me!
You must be, out of your damn mind to trust these
Politicians that's got us living with in this dump here
Junkies, fill the fucking streets, begging for change
And whats strange is these days, I beg for the same
I can't speak without the fear of being arrested again
They call it breach of the peace... I call it freedom of speech!
I preach my belief's on deaf ears, nobody hears...
So over the years, my mind state has just disappeared
And the thing is, everyone's in this predicament
Everybody with their ears to this shit is living it...
A False Sense Of Freedom is what we feel but really it's imprisonment
If you don't see that then seek an opticians and go and visit it
You've been blinded by the lies, like some idiot!
A sheep following the herd cause you heard the others did...
And as the rich get richer, the poor die starving...
More pigs now than ever like the gov's tried farming!
This is all in preparation for when the riots are starting
Cause they know that there's been people out there dying to rise up
And put an end to the misery, the fire they've started
Will turn into some bonfire type of shit like arson
And burn this country to the ground that you're proud to stand in
Whilst your leaders run like cowards when the madness happens...
FUCK THEM

[Verse 2: Monk]
Live in a system of private prisons and politicians
With their wealthy living, our constant giving, they never listen
Pay attention and I'll spit you the facts straight
The tax money paid is as useful as bad days
We're only paying half of the money that's ever needed
Yet we moan about us paying too much, we've got kids to feed, and
Yet we'll sit back and moan about the government
With little to no chance of knowing who is governing
You really think that all the politicians have a say
Or do you think the money is the only chance to lead the way?
Check the bank trail, you'll get your answer soon enough
The Bilderberg are sitting with a perfect chance to fuck us up
We've got no clue what's happening, it's hazardous
We're sitting patient, constantly cheering on the massacres
While they sit back and watch us on their cameras
Illegally invading other countries without asking us
But that's cool, we'll accept it without questioning
And push the hate on others who refuse to worship veterans
Cos they saw lies, refuse to bow to other claims
Unless they're backed by evidence in this case, they mostly ain't
They're only really backed by patriots, they're blind to facts
Of contradictions constantly and bold lies - amen to that
So who you trustin' - real people or the governments?
One of us are truthful, the other one's the government