Into societyI have no hope for this dimSimplicity of law and orderBy whose rules I see no rhyme inthe reasonI hold no hope for this holy treasonOf love and so softBy whose standardsThey tell me, they tell meWho are they, who is they
We tried to make Primus - Eleven Lyrics accurate, but if you find any mistake in
Eleven Lyrics please use the submit lyric link from the left menu to submit the right version. You can also submit Primus Lyrics that are not currently present in our site using the same link. We appreciate that.
