| Heads up, now they’re coming for you
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| Slip to the basement, my how you have grown!
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| Are you ready, you willing? |
| Are you… Cain and able?
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| When I’m 26 and time’s running out
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| Any day now I could find that faith to axe that door
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| ‘Cause you’ve gone and done it motherfucker
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| They’re coming, they’re coming, they’re coming, they’re coming to get you
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| Steering wheel in your lily-white hand
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| Choke back the tear dear, you’re a big girl now
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| I’ll throw you parties, I’ll throw you parades, I’ll throw you grenades
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| While blow me kisses with your bible belt hands
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| I’ll turn this car around, I’ll take us home, you’ll be sorry
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| Don’t make me come down there little brother
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| I’ll tear your fucking heart out girl!
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| So where’s your love song now?
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| Your cookie’s crumbled, you sang very soulful, thumbs down
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| So where’s your four-part Bach chorales?
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| Your melody’s dying, it’s bankrupt and lying down
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| Heaven for climate, Hell is for conversation
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| Heaven for climate, Hell is for conversation, conversation
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| So where’s your love song now?
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| Your cookie’s crumbled, you sang very soulful, thumbs down
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| So where’s your four-part Bach chorales?
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| Your melody’s dying, it’s bankrupt and lying down
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| Heaven for climate, Hell is for conversation
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| Heaven for climate, Hell is for conversation, conversation
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| Heaven for climate, Hell is for conversation
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| Heaven for climate, Hell is for conversation, conversation
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| Yes, a war is coming |