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There's holes up in the sky |
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The Devil punched down to the monkeys |
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And now they've got drive through |
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And a video store where there used to be real live actors |
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Used to ride around here up on my high horse |
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With all the other good little butcher boys |
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A plagiarist of course |
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So roll over sweet thing |
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Like a nuclear reprisal, inbound from outer space |
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There's a comparison here |
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I'm trying to swing |
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God damn, it's deafening |
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Wish you'd shut up about everything |
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The future is |
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X ratedThere's holes up in the sky |
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No one's seen your son in days |
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Things just keep getting weirder and weirder |
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Now Christmas is for shopping |
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The shopping, |
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God is everything |
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So roll over and lose it' |
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Cuz power is just another one of those things baby |
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It's pointless if you ain't gonna use it |
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God damn, it's deafening |
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Wish you'd shut up about everything |
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The future is |
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X ratedUsed to ride around here on my high, high horse |
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God damn, it's deafening |
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Wish you'd shut up, shut up, shut up |
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The future is |
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X rated, the future is |
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X ratedThe future is |
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X rated, the future is |
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