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To make the sky look like the Earth is flattened
I gotta get someone to sort this out, out for me
Out for me, out for me

Won't someone help me
So loud, it's the end of the line
You breed your kind
But you wasted your breath

Stampede, trapped into the ground
Stampede, flattened by
I found a dead crow
It's flattened by a truck
A tiny little bird
Lying in the mud

My sanity faded
Not a man but beast
Humanity betrayed
By only my
I'm just a penny on the train track
Waitin' for my judgement day
Come on baby girl let me see those legs
Before I get flattened away

I wait
Yeah, I
fire to the sky
Hiroshima
Everybody's going to die

Buildings all start to crash
Crumbling into ash
Sixty thousand smashed
Flattened in the blast

Even
The feeling that hung in the air
As summer stopped
And it was only 

You and me here
Sunstroke, cheap beer
And a flattened pack of Mayfair
That I'd left in my
receiving
Deaf and blind world, I don't believe in
Blinded by light, flattened by sound
Over and out-underground

Down here, talk to us, we'll here,
one of those flattened ants
You find on a crazy path
I'd have stopped myself to give her time
She didn't need to ask
Was I a suicidal psychopath
Kinda flattened out so you'll do well
To quit playing games with the U.S. Male.

You better not mess with the U.S. Male my friend.
If the U.S. Male
wool over this boy's eyes
I catch you 'round my woman, champ
I'm gonna leave your head 'bout the shape of a stamp
Kinda flattened out, so you'll do
'round my woman, champ
I'm gonna leave your head 'bout the shape of a stamp
Kinda flattened out, so you'll do well
To quit playin' games with this U.S.
Kinda flattened out so you'll do well
To quit playing games with the U.S. Male.

You better not mess with the U.S. Male my friend.
If the U.S. Male
one of those flattened ants
You find on a crazy path
I'd have stopped myself to give her time
She didn't need to ask
Was I a suicidal psychopath
wool over this boy's eyes
I catch you 'round my woman, champ
I'm gonna leave your head 'bout the shape of a stamp

Kinda flattened out, so you'll do
of destruction
 
As the world goes around like Passion 
You get flattened in an orderly fashion 
You was warned like a coming attraction 
I got playa hated,
McBride
"And temper their edge in the mornin'!"

And the little wee drummer, we flattened his bow
And we made a football of his rowdy-dow-dow
Threw it
Dirty white caravans down our road, sailing.
Vivas, cortinas, weaving in their wake.
With hot, red-faced drivers, horns flattened, fists whaling,
Dirty white caravans down our road, sailing.
Vivas, Cortinas, weaving in their wake.
With hot, red-faced drivers, horns flattened, fists whaling,
the shape of a stamp
Kinda flattened out, so you'll do well
To quit playin' games with this U.S. male

You better not mess with the U.S. male, my friend
We've flattened their fingers
We branded their buns
Nothing is working
Send in the nuns!

The Inquisition, what a show
The Inquisition, here we go
straight for the dome and its vacate fast and
Get the fuck outta dodge 'fore that blue dodge flashin'
Red and blue lights, no ambulance you got flattened
she'd be flattened with roses
And forget the tears of bigotry (? )

Down down down they flow
Now now now it just don't matter anymore
Tommy made it home
On the micaphone its the eve of destruction
As the world goes around like Passion
You get flattened in an orderly fashion
You was warned like a coming attraction
McBride
"And temper their edge in the mornin'!"

And the little wee drummer, we flattened his bow
And we made a football of his rowdy-dow-dow
Threw it

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