| (A new world order
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| A helicopter, a black helicopter
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| In whisper mode
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| CIA, Waco, wacko
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| Oklahoma City and the boys from the other side of the mountain)
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| Got a little black book, built an equalizer
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| Right in my kitchen out of scratch
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| All that it took was fertilizer,
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| And a U-Haul and a match
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| And when it it went bang, bang
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| Just like advertised
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| I went and made another batch
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| We’ll fight the next one
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| With steel knives and hand guns
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| From the other side of the mountain
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| Where the true believers run
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| On the other side of the mountain
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| We’ll be ready when the next one comes
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| All right
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| Charlie you bring the gasoline
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| I’ll bring the gauze slips
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| We’ll have ourselves a little party tonight
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| Down with the machine
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| Down with the bosses
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| Down with anybody who ain’t white
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| We’ll fight the next one
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| With steel knives and hand guns
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| From the other side of the mountain
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| Where the true believers run
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| On the other side of the mountain
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| We’ll be ready when the next one comes
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| All right
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| The other side of the mountain
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| The other side of the hill
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| We’ll fight the next one
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| With steel knives and hand guns
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| From the other side of the mountain
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| Where the true believers run
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| On the other side of the mountain
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| We’ll be ready when the next one comes
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| All right
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| The other side of the mountain
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| The other side of the hill
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| The other side the mountain
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| The other side the mountain |