| Woke up the other mornin
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| It was a perfect day
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| Picked up the news paper check the front page
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| (What it say) ten new wars today
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| No cause for dismay generally okay
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| (Hip hooray)
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| Dragged on my kit gautier
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| Recycled plastic handmade yesterday
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| My face paled assailed by the tales of decay
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| Enthralled by the world wide hop to the fray
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| (Next page)
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| Things a getting better all the way
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| See another fuckin tanker blew it’s load in the bay
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| (Hey great)
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| What you’d call a small way lay
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| Just a couple hundred ton of the crude on display
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| (greasy) time to move on no delay
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| Gimme the next headline just a by line away
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| (New plague)
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| Somethin about the coming of aids
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| Air born… now we got some trouble goin on
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| Get down hell yeah fuck the goddamn world
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| Get down hell yeah fuck the goddamn world
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| Nanana (Repeat)
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| (ooee) fixed myself a hot cup of tea
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| Sat back and relaxed clicked on the tv
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| (What'd you see)
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| Popstars raw derriere
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| Shake the shit bare waxed legs in the air
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| (Monoieu)
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| Bluff in with the t and the flair
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| Ain’t nothin but a half baked muffin afffair
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| They say sex spells when you got shit to say
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| O fuck please miss K put yo vag away
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| (profane) pop the damn dial make it change
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| From the pure purile to the plainly inane
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| (insane) now i’m goin outta my brain
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| The B grade pain that i fail to refrain
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| It’s tha anthropological
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| Fly on the cubicle wall
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| With the universal casting call for all
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| The line between the real and the wrong
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| (All gone)
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| Now we got some trouble goin on
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| Get down hell yeah fuck the goddamn world
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| Get down hell yeah fuck the goddamn world
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| Nanana (Repeat)
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| (Here we go) knocked down my clock radio
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| So i could get my piece of the say so
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| (first row) tickets to the blow by blow
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| (stereo) mmm… that's how the shit flow
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| (explode) just another eye for eye
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| Let you know whose god is booking the flights
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| Only one thing holely about a holy war
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| And that’s the bullet ridden bodies on the killin floor
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| But the wall street booms and everyone’s paid
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| Cept the chi lo who made my shoes for a dollar a day
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| (I'm afraid)
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| Big biz has got your government played
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| Demockracy rotten on a mad cow strain
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| Fast food chains have been feeding us brains
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| And remains cutting costs still the name of the game
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| Hate to rain on your parade but now the hunter is the prey
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| (new dawn) now we got some trouble goin on
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| Get down hell yeah fuck the goddamn world
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| Get down hell yeah fuck the goddamn world
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| Nanana (Repeat)
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| Get down hell yeah fuck the goddamn world
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| Get down hell yeah fuck the goddamn world
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| Get down hell yeah fuck the goddamn world
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| Get down hell yeah fuck the goddamn world |