| I can touch the planets through the roof of my car
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| You’re reaching for the heavens, only bark at the stars
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| Now all your hundred thousands best remember my name
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| I’d sucker punch an army if they got in my way
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| I came to kill 'em, now I’m
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| Wipin' the spit from my eyes
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| I take a beating, but I
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| I’ll never give up
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| Oh, oh, I think I’d rather die
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| I think I’d rather die
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| I think I’d rather
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| I think I’d rather die
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| I think I’d rather
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| I’m a kamikaze, you’re just turnin' me on
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| So light 'em up or smoke 'em like a nuclear bomb
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| Know sooner or later you’ll be singin' along
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| (like ah nanananananana nana)
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| I came to kill 'em, now I’m
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| Wipin' the spit from my eyes
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| I take a beating, but I
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| I’ll never give up
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| Oh, oh, I think I’d rather die
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| I think I’d rather die
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| I think I’d rather
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| I think I’d rather die
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| I think I’d rather
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| Oh, oh, I think I’d rather die
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| I think I’d rather die
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| I think I’d rather
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| I think I’d rather die
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| I think I’d rather
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| You see me shooting through the heavens like a holy laser
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| My powers of deduction cut you like your mornin' razor
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| And if you want it like I want it, guess I’ll see you later
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| 'Cause Jesus made me outta flesh, and I’m a fornicator
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| You see me shooting through the heavens like a holy laser
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| My powers of deduction cut you like your mornin' razor
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| And if you want it like I want it, guess I’ll see you later
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| 'Cause Jesus made me outta
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| Oh, oh, I think I’d rather die
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| I think I’d rather die
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| I think I’d rather
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| I think I’d rather die
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| I think I’d rather
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| Oh, oh, I think I’d rather die
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| I think I’d rather die
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| I think I’d rather |