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James |
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Seven |
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Bring A Gun |
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There's a fight, there's a fight, there's a fight |
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And the rage is growin' |
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You have pushed me through too many windows and too many doors |
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You have torn all the joy from my heart and my body shows it |
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The only beats you allow around here are the beat of war |
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Let's have a party |
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Bring a gun |
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Bring a gun |
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Don't go out with that smile tonight or you might get arrested |
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Get a license for that grin or they'll lock you away |
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If you show that you're happy inside then you're gonna get busted |
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The only law we allow around here is an organized raid |
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Let's have a party |
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Bring a gun |
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Bring a gun |
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What are you gonna do when the muscle wont move when they are lockin you up |
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Blockin the light |
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How many words will you waste on the telephone |
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What are you gonna do when the muscle wont move when they are lockin you up |
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How many words will you waste on the telephone |
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Lets lets lets |
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Have a party |
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And you can bring your gun |
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And you can bring your shinny new helicopter |
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Bring a gun |
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Bring a gun |
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Lets have a party |
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Bring your gun |