Текст песни: Bread and Circuses + перевод

We are cooks and crooks with empty plates to fill

Serving dishes for our peers in vaudeville

We dread for their reaction

They get no satisfaction

Their palates' dulled and burned with misery

And as a child I seem to think of destiny

For reason I can’t explain

Is it any wonder why my life turn out the way it did?

We choose what we have

And sometimes lose more than our bread

You’ve given Life your trust

And it’s been thrown back at your face

To realize what’s right

For the story of your Life

I’m tired of being fed with bread and circuses

This world view seems incredibly conservative

With passion just like mine

Will you gravely read my stones

When I should die

And as a child I seem to think of destiny

For reason I can’t explain

Is it any wonder why my life turn out the way it did?

We choose what we have

And sometimes lose more than our bread

You’ve given Life your trust

And it’s been thrown back at your face

To realize what’s right

For the story of your Life…

For the story of your Life…

Перевод песни Bread and Circuses