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care So if you've got the time and you'd like to pass by Come down around midnight and give us a try We'll show you the Sea of Tranquility You can
until we die As the gods of violence Gods of violence Gods of violence come alive Dehumanizing killing spree, supported by technology Women,
around the bend And when this, by default Comes screeching to a halt Let's hope that you Know what to do To start it up again Driving sideways
a smell of burning and a screeching from the yard There's a chicken in the chimney, there's a book on what to do But I've never read it -- baby, have you?
the bloodbath all their vile Dreams will come to pass Weaponized psychopathy Headlong into carnage seeking blood Seething minds distorted by the violence
You ain't goin' nowhere Gonna sit by this pool until you fall in Didn't know what you were getting into When you walked into this room Did you,
the end Dead silence Will come to and rescue me When violence Has took this world away Dead silence No time to be afraid My love I will see You
the bar ditch Prayin I would die When a light come on above us And a voice come from the sky A half a dozen unmarked cars Came screeching to a halt
There is a well Down by the hollow Its waters deep As they can be Thousands come And millions follow All to see What they could see Now
delusions Always come and go We're beaming down by satellite This guerrilla warfare point of view Manipulate the monster Before it brings a change in you
[Chorus:] Shut down, boom town, blown out downtown Streets go prepare for war (Inner city violence) When the law come over, man they run for cover
come tell them the rest I can see it coming This is not a test Everyone's set too explosive Waiting to protest I won't run, won't run, won't run
Quench the violence of my fire, of my fire... Precious blood of Christ, bring death that I might see life I see new life, I shall come down; I see new
When I see you, I see me Galaxies glitter in the black night sky, towards progress, towards death From the stars we have come, and to the stars we
you can feel the magic Still I'm laughing at the critics talking, I can see 'em gagging When I'm back in the back of my city, back in the 'bach With
they could see 'I'm Out-of-towner not down I think they'll dis him Up goes the season, pop goes the weasel Damn gimme rap no band I want some x-clan
Rollin' down the highway, Runnin' by the cotton fields Saw a sign I know I want to see again Pretty young woman wearing skin-tight britches
at all..... Oh fairest bullet Of the bullet race How sweet thou art And what taste Oh my sweet lard I see you make haste Your fists are looking full And there's
come along for the ride I'll see you on the other side and let me drive you to suicide (CHORUS) Pop goes the weasel, shot gun blasted Hole in my head,
I see evil Everytime I dream I see earth's poison I hear violence sing Even your touch Once so pure Comes fates cold hand On my locked door Won't you
silence. See her grim and majestic violence To fill her luscious fears, To give us thy precious tears. Give thy self to the mysteries of your night Now...
around; Don't want to see you hanging out with that weasel' Cause his eyes are filled with evil He's gonna drag you to the depths of hell Daddy I
to go home Live my life as I see fit Bound by violence and pain We make our nightmares alive Is this what we are? This is what we are
radio station had this contest To see who could correctly guess the number of molecules in leonard nimoy's butt I was off by three, but I still won
the mask, we're robbing you in lipstick and wigs, what? Yeah we brawl, but you took me out and let me see it all Braggin' 'bout the shit you got and now I