| Guess who says I’m murder one
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| It’s a cold heart mother devil’s son
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| I’m going to drive this huckster out of town
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| Satan’s finally falling down
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| Bitch
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| S.O.S. |
| I’m in need of love
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| Or have you lost your transfer to above
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| Don’t want to see your ugly face no more
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| Creep before the rich and hate the poor
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| Dance little devil while you still around
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| Soon you’ll leave this holy ground
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| Cold heart mother son
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| That’s what you’ve become
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| I’ll crush your temples to the ground
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| I will not leave one stone upon
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| I’m going to drive them hucksters out of town
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| Satan’s leaving holy ground
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| Dance little devil while you still around
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| Soon you’ll see you’re falling down
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| Cold heart mother son
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| That’s what you’ve become
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| S.O.S. |
| I’m in need of love
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| Guess who is the devil’s son
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| Well we don’t need you more, murder one
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| Transmission’s lost, your god is gone
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| Cold heart mother son
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| That’s what you’ve become |