Viva Death

Trust Me

Viva Death


Nine lives ninety degrees 
show me If it's the crime of the century 
Have we wealth and position technology 
Have we Board of directors a hill of beans 
In a position to demand a thing?
Trust me 
Do you believe in the CIA? 
And in a world economy?
Or in a future where everything's free?
Cause that's the way that it's supposed to be
Trust me.