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Drop bombs, You're gonna be warned |
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You're gonna be scorned, You're gonna be torn |
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There's a storm hittin' your home |
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Not a false alarm but a real one |
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Can't trick it, let's wake up |
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Can't stick it, pick it lines striking |
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If you like it, don't fight it |
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Just hold it, then want it |
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Head straight to the killing zone, now the war's on |
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Head straight to the killing zone, now the war's on, holes in the ozone, we're all gone |
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Head straight to the killing zone, now the war's on |
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Head straight to the killing zone, now the war's on, holes in the ozone, we're all gone |
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All the nights of constant run |
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If you're the one, well now you're bombed |
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Sail on, Mr. Dumb One |
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You got a shot gun, hit the marksmen |
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Complex thoughts here, he don't live here |
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Keep the war there, just to control there |
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Without a care here, you should just see there |
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Start a war there, cross the boarders |
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Head straight to the killing zone, now the war's on |
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Head straight to the killing zone, now the war's on, holes in the ozone, we're all gone |
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Head straight to the killing zone, now the war's on |
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Head straight to the killing zone, now the war's on, holes in the ozone, we're all gone |
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[x2] Head straight to the killing zone, now the war's on |
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Head straight to the killing zone, now the war's on, holes in the ozone, we're all gone |
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Head straight to the killing zone, now the war's on |
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Head straight to the killing zone, now the war's on, holes in the ozone, we're all gone |