I`m a lexicon devil with a battered brain And I`m searchin` for a future- the world`s my aim So gimme gimme your hands- gimme gimme your minds Gimme gimme this-gimme gimme tha-yea-yea-t...
I want toy tin soldiers that can push and shove I want gunboy rovers that`ll wreck this club I`ll build you up and level your heads We`ll run it my way cold men and politics dead...
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I`ll get silver guns to drip old blood Let`s give this established joke a shove We`re gonna wreak havoc on the rancid mill I`m serachin` for something even if I`m killed...
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Empty out your pockets-you don`t need their change I`m giving you the power to rearrange Together we`ll run to the highest prop Tear it down and let it drop...away...
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