| I’m driving a titan without a licence
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| These mean beasts begin at like five tons
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| It’s a cypher like no other
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| Tough mudder got you frightened
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| You’re no object
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| Though you claim you’re heavyweight like Tyson
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| Nah, sure, now let me change your mind
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| BYE SON, go away
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| Because i say so, k ho?
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| And stay in focus
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| Or you’ll face a plague of locusts
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| Crusading over your terrain 'til you’re run over
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| The rain is soaking us making progress slow as a tortoise
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| Time to revise on what our training courses taught us
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| You’re in dangerous waters
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| So call a priest, it’s actually urgent
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| Observe a pattern emerging
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| And learn the lesson Kaiser Franz Ferdinand didn’t learn
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| I’m a hellcat, a mashup of a panther
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| And Samuel L Jackson in shaft with a birch gun
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| I’m the real deal though, not just a nice actor
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| Typecast to plough up the ground
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| Like tractors
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| Tanks are big!
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| Big are tanks!
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| Would you like a normal sized car?
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| No thanks!
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| I’m a tiger you’re a mouse
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| All up in my grill
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| So if you don’t want to be killed
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| Then you best get out
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| I drive a wespe
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| You ride a vespa
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| When i tell you to be my valentine
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| You reply «Yes Sir!»
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| I bet that you can’t even invent a pun for hetzer
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| Well nor can but i don’t care
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| Cause i am still the best at world of tanks
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| And it’s a fact, i’m absolutely sure, man
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| Whether you’re a yank
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| Jap, Chinese, frog, russian or german
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| I’m churchill meets cromwell
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| With a dash of wolverine
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| Smash and pulverise you into smithereens jauntily
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| Chin up, keep a cheery demeanour
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| Follow the covenant
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| I am a leopard, you’re a cheetah
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| Without the cunning
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| I’ma hun a lullaby, put out your lights
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| You’re out of luck, son
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| You’re an alpha prototype
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| I am the GOTY, uh uh!
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| I got more ram too
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| Use it to ram you
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| You dick, i maxed out my contraption can do
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| You’re stuart little
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| I’m bigger, i’m better, i’m harder too
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| You’re cruising for a bruising, sport
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| There’s nothing your side can do
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| My team are bishops
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| Yours are weedy vicards
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| I’m a combat cardinal conquering comet
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| Aw bless, you peed your knickers
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| Tanks are big!
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| Big are tanks!
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| Would you like a normal sized car?
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| No thanks! |