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The revolution will be televised in Iran and the Holy Koran |
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You can go on the internet, log in to your local war |
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You can read your paper, receive a mental scar |
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Get your happy meal in your happy car |
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You can make more money, more money but still here you are |
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You can hate, hate 'til you waste away |
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You can come back tomorrow |
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Jesus is not here today |
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He's gone missing |
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Lost in this place called religion |
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I'm a muslim, I'm a Jew |
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I'm a conquest clan, I'm a nigger too |
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Wait for the crash, we're not built to last |
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Won't you go on and on like Duracell |
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Durex, no effects, yeah |
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Sex on a sale |
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You can read and read |
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'Til your eyes fucking bleed |
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Either you give or you like to receive |
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The revolution will be televised in Iran and the Holy Koran |
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You can go on the internet, log in to your local war |
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You can read your paper, receive a mental scar |
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Gets your happy meal in your happy car |
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You can make more money, more money but still here you are |
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You can get killed by friendly fire |
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You can get killed by friendly fire |
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You can get killed by friendly fire |
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You can get killed by friendly fire |
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I wanna be the pope, I'm no hope |
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I'm a desire |
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You can do what you like |
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Competition is none |
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You can get it, come and get it |
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Yeah, here you come |
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You can watch Clark Gable, honey, cable |
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You can build and build, yeah, take MySpace |
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You can digest, digest |
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You never see me place |
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I've been here, I've been there |
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I'll be your teddy, teddybear |
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I don't care, I won't share |
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By the way, what sex are you |
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If you're a man, be a man |
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But if you wanna be a woman |
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I guess you do, do what you can, can |
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You say you like girls, girls |
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So why you're with boys |
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And when I talk, talk, talk |
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Just becomes noise |
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When I'm surrounded by people |
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How come I'm still lonely |
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I guess it's my ego |
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Thinks it's one and only |
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Yeah, yeah |
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I guess it's, I guess it's my ego |
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I guess, I guess, I guess it's my ego |
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I guess, I guess, I guess it's my ego |
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Thinks it's one and only, yeah, yeah |
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Do we go on and on |
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Yeah, when I talk, talk |
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Just becomes noise, noise |
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How can I be surrounded by people |
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And still be lonely |