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Lyrics by Jimmy Buffett Music by Buffett, Kunkel, Guth, P. Mayer, J. Mayer I'm a cultural infidel, painting in the dark I'm a cultural infidel
bit Infidels marching, take it back for us Infidels marching, take it back for us Infidels marching, take it back for us Yeah take it back for us 20-18
Laser Powered Infidel Laser Powered Infidel Destroyer! A weapon created out of dark matter Independent from time and space A beam of light through
the light in? c strange long dance Enemies by circumstance Pray for me Villanelle Capture me with your spell Pray for me Villanelle Make me your infidel
the infidels Have you ever heard of self crushing infidels Well okay maybe a little War, get you on that floor get in that arena Alex Jones calls for peace Lit
Amorphous infinitesimal None of us so infidel Amorphous infinitesimal None of us so infidel If you are the answer to my prayer Then I'm your
fill the moon with laughter Kill the man in his house of infidels Supergirl so unflagging in your glow after all Supergirl you're the strongest girl I
going to pay you back A Thousand times it's a bunch of BS! INFIDEL, INFIDEL, GO! GO! GO! INFIDEL, INFIDEL, NO! NO! NO!
infidel I never will bow down To your god's twisted crown Rage is building deep inside You come into my home Terror will be your own Your life is over now
You approach di baggy wrong Yuh infidel have babylon Di maggy long so if yuh try Fi run yuh cyaa escape hey! Female a female and a female we nail
fear alters the focus of life that is Youth denied, exist in a state of war Adapt or die as kids Law of the infidel, kill or be killed Goal
The infidel within me Forever unbelieving Purgate the stain of thy blessings Obscure the light of eden Bedarken the sight of paradise Mourn the thought of hope
Am I the Infidel? I thought it was supposed to be someone else But now I see it's me I am my own worst enemy Just think of it How the sequence
I'm the Infidel sendin' all ya soldiers straight to hell/ Shang Tsung, take ya fuckin' soul with the spell/ Screamin' six six six with the demons
proof Cause the whole naked truth Was wearin' only an infidel's grin And a proud schoolboy's boast of having left his post For the most unoriginal sin [
the wind And you needed no proof 'Cause the whole naked truth Was wearin' only an infidel's grin And a proud schoolboy's boast of having left his post
September, Black September Black September, Black September Black September Death unto all infidels in oil Guide us o thou genie of the smoke Lead us
Kill, comfort kill I'm infidel A simple sound A scream to the sky Slam, sacharine Sam Pushing my pram With your harlequin words You turned and said
ashes Heed the words that we pray For a Hero's Return our hearts still yearn Rise and conquer, let the infidels burn Now we charge, the battle
He talks in spades He's got a name for everyone He talks in spades He's got a name for everyone! Infidel! Infidel! He shoves his believes
the savages Rogues, rebels, dissident devils, artists, martyrs, infidels Do we sit still Under attack Or do we start pushing back? Never back up Never
To the giants that died that day He held up his hammer high and called Odin for a sign Thor the mighty, Thor the brave Crush the infidels in your way By
enemies Into my infantry Envy my infamy Infamous, infinitely Infidels all in my way I'm not your regular entity I am the centerpiece, centering
Kissing all over all over me yea How can it be how can it be yea You got a him you don't got me Infidelity Infidel Infidel We ain't right we ain't right But
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