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You won't believe what I'm after, |
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I play this game for keeps. |
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Lot's of blood, and disaster, |
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I'll drop you down on your knees. |
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I (?) so called religion, |
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The right to do as you please. |
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If they should hold me for ransom, |
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Honey, destroy my tapes as you leave. |
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I've got a license to murder, |
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will die. |
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work for United Countries, |
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don't even ask me why. |
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regrets baby, |
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You see me on the T.V. |
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The politicians I protect, |
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Are filled with hate and disease. |
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We're fighting in the streets, |
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So you can feel at ease. |
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We're fighting for our lives, |
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In order to survive. |
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I'm in the C.I.A.! |
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around like a stallion, |
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think I'm too cool. |
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lot's of money and action, |
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I don't get fooled. |
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mistakes |
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my magnum |
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die |
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worry at all |
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and I'll blow your face |