| Atmospheric electric — the hurricane is near
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| We carry on our soil — to get you all my dear
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| Heading straight on forward — but never out of sight
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| An egotrip rebellion — heavy armed delight
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| Hallowed or just hollow — imprisoned be the will
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| Maximize the coin machine — mass media overkill
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| Generation zero — sing for the deaf
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| Ubiquitous mindlock — always looking for the thrill
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| Feeding oil to the flames — the quest has just begun
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| Faster, harder, more and more — implicit faith will make you stun
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| Our trademark, Mr, Misbehaviour — we don’t care whats right or wrong
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| Lack of common sense — now sanity is gone
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| Sanity is gone — sowing the wind to harvest the storm
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| Without any regrets — without any respect
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| More firepower — on all fronts
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| We take on everyone — we reconcile with everyone
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| Sowing the wind to harvest the storm — more firepower on all fronts
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| Manmade mirage — turning the words
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| Pull down the trigger — without any regrets
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| It’s feeding time for the beasts of prey
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| Serving them their favourite meal
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| Reload your weapon systems — onwards without signs of fatigue
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| In need of mental values — we’re here to gain control
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| Heading straight on forwards — we erase your thoughts
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| With methods oh so dirty — when all sex is sold
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| When all the sex is sold
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| Feeding oil to the flames — the quest is on the run
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| Without any regrets — without any respect — this what we have to do
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| Come on, follow us — we know we are right — without any regrets — we entertain
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| tonight
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| We entertain tonight |