| I’m just wondering what the heck is in our water supply
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| What the heck is in our oxygen supply
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| That creates a rainbow effect in sprinklers?
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| What is oozing out of our ground
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| That allows this type of effect to happen?
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| It’s not just around our sun and our moon any more
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| Everywhere we look, the visible spectrum, is rainbows
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| This cannot be natural
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| We as a nation have got to ask ourselves
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| What the hell is going on?
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| What is oozing out of our ground?
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| The day that I enlisted
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| Was the result of a prior visit with Jesus Christ felt like I was lifted
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| Then I got injured and the hospital was like a prison
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| Fell out of touch with my faith I was nihilistic
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| They call me Cyclops, cause I was blind in one eye
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| I’m out the army now I’m tryin' to decide
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| How to properly fit in with civilians I’m used to killin'
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| Got me feelin' all confused, who the hero and who the villain?
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| Hopped in my red Camaro, shot down the street like lead in a barrel
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| Decked out in my veteran apparel
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| I drove aimlessly for miles until I saw this
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| Country that’d want me to kill; |
| I took a bullet for this muh’fucker
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| Thousand miles later finally made a stop
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| Small town restaurant, God damn the waitress hot
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| Ordered tater tots, got her number, later that night
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| We was at the bar, takin' shots 'til we fell in love
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| I said let’s go Las Vegas and do this
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| Knew this was the mate for my soul
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| Drove all night and was awakened to cold
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| She wanna play the slots, nicknamed her Tater Tot
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| Cause of how we met, «cool I need a shower, bet»
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| Found a motel on the strip, I’m checkin' in
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| When out the blue some Mexicans came in the lobby like they 'bout to shoot
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| Some Asians that was runnin' down the hall with they guns brazen
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| Now e’rybody pullin out they shit like it’s an invasion!
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| The Mexicans let them Asians have it; |
| Asians had to fire back
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| 'til they was outta bullets and the blood splattered everywhere
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| Deal gone bad or somebody robbin'
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| Either way somebody’s rotten all I hear is bodies droppin'
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| I jump behind the front desk in the nick of time
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| The crook is on the floor, his blood made me slip and slide
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| But I’m the last man standin'
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| A reflex made me grab a cannon out a dyin' man’s hand
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| Then I noticed that a car was runnin'
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| Sack of guns on the floor plus unmarked bills by the hundreds
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| Driver comin' at me gunnin'
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| Sirens blarin' in the distance cause the cops are comin'
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| I spun around and I hit the deck
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| Heard the bullets whiz by my ear I let off, hit him in the chest
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| Quicker than the bullets left the chamber
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| I grabbed the sack off the floor hit the door with the bangers
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| Lookin' for my lady at the casino, she was in the zone
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| I said «We gotta go» she like «Why?» |
| and I’m like «C'MON!»
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| No need to gamble baby, here the lick
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| Put the chips down we gotta go right now, this little shit
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| Now we speedin' down the I-15
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| First time I noticed that her eyes were green
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| Gave her a gun and a magazine
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| I made her count the loot
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| But when she saw the score she pointed the gun at me
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| Now she about to shoot |