Chorus: Ourland is my land Her history is calling me From the shoes of another land To ourland across the sea Well I fancy a bomb inside my head Ticking for the men And IжЉЈl put it in a little cafe And blow ж…№m to hell again An I fancy a pistol in my coat Loaded for the kill And weжЉЈl gun the ones who run outside I swear by god we will
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An I fancy a knife inside my pants Bone handled razor sharp An weжЉЈl run ones that survive the blast And cut them in the dark An I fancy my hands behind the wheel An their wounded aжЉЈaying down And weжЉЈl punch the gas and run it fast An grind them in the ground
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An I fancy their widows under me Squealin with delight So we`ll have our fun then when weжЉ®e done We`ll garrote them in the night An we fancy their children a crying then But we will pat their heads And sing them to sleep with a firemanжЉЇ song Then burn them in their beds Chorus repeats
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