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Swimmin' in s... |
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I've got all on command |
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Always, everywhere |
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I've got something to do, |
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The screams of blockheads - almost shootin' the dead |
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Oh! What's the stink, revolutions in my brain! |
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On one command we wake up, we're a mob |
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Followin' the madmen we bleed by our eyes, |
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And one shout gives us a dream |
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A big problem we've got - can we dream or not?! |
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His stupid snout and arms like a buffalo |
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His carrion will fill up empty spaces in a battle - array |
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Curses like a bandit and leaps at the wall |
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Notorious fool - automatic uniform |
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He knows so little, but here he's the law |
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He didn't make efforts to get on my nerves |
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I hate his laughter, it isn't sincere |
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He reacts to command - an animal intellect. |
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They talk about it and try to frighten |
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They talk about that - delude by rewards |
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My carrion will fill up this empty place |
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I'll stay unknown - driven into concrete. |
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I'm a shooter and a target, |
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I'm a hero - killer. |
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If I kill more |
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I'll get a monument |
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I'll die with desire, |
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I got their word: |
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Fire will burn over my head! |
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Barmy Army, |
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Dead Army, |
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Barmy Army, |
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Shadows Army. |
