Kultura Lyrics

What a dark mess,
What a thing to confess
When you're taking a break
On your day of rest.

What would your mother say
If she were here today
When all our excuses
Are just the cultural way?

Why do we waste our time
Sniffin' on the ground?
If there's one thing I've learned
It's you never look down.

And can you tell me why
There's no God on the throne?
Doesn't claim he exists
Cos he lives down the road.

Are we already in?

Kultura, Kultura,
It is a purifier
Kultura, Kultura
On the funeral pyre.

Dressed in Soviet Kitsch,
Oh what a butch bitch,
And there's her other love
The one who pressed her switch.

What we don't kill we barter,
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Grant me a grunge lung
I've gotta save a quarter.

We're on our puppet strings
For doin' tricks and things.
They give us loans and tax
And our lives begin.

Have you managed ok
With the lists that I set?
What's with democracy,
It never let's you forget?

Are we already in?

Kultura, Kultura,
It is a purifier
Kultura, Kultura
On the funeral pyre,
Kultura, Kultura,
It's every man's desire,
Kultura, Kultura,
We'll fight fire with fire.

Kultura x8

Kultura, Kultura,
It is a purifier
Kultura, Kultura
On the funeral pyre,
Kultura, Kultura,
It's every man's desire,
Kultura, Kultura,
We'll fight fire with fire