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Got to get with the game plan 
To defeat the dealer 
That dealt this hand 
I don't understand 
Why the kids are killing kids 
When the only one's that benefit 
Are the big whigs 
Mankind unkind 
Always a fine line 
We've all got to die 
And this time it's my time 
Hindsight blind fight 
I hate it when I'm right 
He destroys the world 
While we sle
Got to get with the game plan 
To defeat the dealer 
That dealt this hand 
I don't understand 
Why the kids are killing kids 
When the only one's that benefit 
Are the big whigs 
Mankind unkind 
Always a fine line 
We've all got to die 
And this time it's my time 
Hindsight blind fight 
I hate it when I'm right 
He destroys the world 
While we sle
Got to get with the game plan 
To defeat the dealer 
That dealt this hand 
I don't understand 
Why the kids are killing kids 
When the only one's that benefit 
Are the big whigs 
Mankind unkind 
Always a fine line 
We've all got to die 
And this time it's my time 
Hindsight blind fight 
I hate it when I'm right 
He destroys the world 
While we sle
Got to get with the game plan 
To defeat the dealer 
That dealt this hand 
I don't understand 
Why the kids are killing kids 
When the only one's that benefit 
Are the big whigs 
Mankind unkind 
Always a fine line 
We've all got to die 
And this time it's my time 
Hindsight blind fight 
I hate it when I'm right 
He destroys the world 
While we sle
Make my own philosophy U.S. of me
A citizen who's really pissed United Anarchists
Give me death or liberty I am my own country
United States Confederate of me
Old whigs in parliament play bedroom politics
Salacious stories make them look obscene
Spin on your nemesis fill up the news today
Don't believe a word of it not all the fucked up things
They all take part to get a head start
Big whigs love hitting the jackpot
He's taking all the cheap shots
The referee was wrong

After Dark

Various Artists

Body Parts

1998

With a knife, on your wife, or your kids
Yea I did all the dirt, all by myself, split whigs
Put a body, dead body, body bags, zippin tight real tight
The hungry beast of horror
Six hundred sixty six
Let rockets build a cover
On my plutonium whigs
The whigs and conservatives, the radical superlatives
Liberals and tories, they hurried to the place

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