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Zoom zoom zoom zoom. The world is in a mess. With politics and taxes. And people grinding axes. There`s no happiness. . Zoom zoom zoom zoom. Rhythm lead your ace. The future doesn't fret me
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burn. Axes in a blaze. Go in for the kill. Always on the run. Fighting for you life. The battles never won. . Move it to the front. Reaching for the light. Losing all control. Using all your
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burn. Axes in a blaze. Go in for the kill. Always on the run. Fighting for you life. The battles never won. . Move it to the front. Reaching for the light. Losing all control. Using all your
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of ravens. Who'll come for his fortress, his castle on high. In his kingdom of gold, kingdom of gold. Kingdom of gold, his kingdom of gold. Kingdom of gold His axes and armour will conquer these
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please. 'Long came a white man with attitudes and axes. Now we're doing overtime and paying lots of taxes (Chorus) The promises and gifts he brings. In honor of the songs he sings. Are tearing us apart
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a cheating heart, is still a beating heart. I believe in you today. . My life see's me wandering. Lost in smiles forever. Erase my mind see what I find. Axes dream together. . I've got all
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(Hammill). . Continuing the story, humanity stumbles -. Gone is the glory, there's a far distant rumble. The clouds have gathered and exploded now. Axes shattered, there is no North or South
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this the highway. Of our mankind. . Axes spins so round and round we go. Where we're goin' no one really knows. Here we here we here we here we go. Feel the fire. Way down below. . Come on dim
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young and the faithful and the good Yeah, I found a whistle as thin as a sheet. To split the dumbness of a vision. Between asleep and a sleep. Tiny axes repeatedly raising the flag. All ignored, real
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Here to the blaze . I wander . Through this black night . I pounder . The edge of our mighty swords . Did clash . Fallen by our axes . Helmets smash . . Glory and fame . Blood is our name . Souls
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here. Right here Right here. Right here Choking on the black gold. Upon which we here rely. We keep axes in the attic. To see cameras in the sky Help is on the way (They said they said). Help is on
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; changes tomorrow. Taking their axes, they're turning an amber red. Making a noise able to wake the dead. Everything's the same, nothing has changed. Everything's the same. Nothing has changed at all
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children with axes. Fighting for food 'cause they fightin' where the rats live. And they haven't got jack * It looks like disaster's back with a sting like elastic. But on a whole new scale now, I'm
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you better. (You better, you better, you bet) You better bet your life. Or love will cut you. (Love). Cut you like a knife I want those feeble-minded axes overthrown. I'm not into your passport
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you better. (You better, you better, you bet) You better bet your life. Or love will cut you. (Love). Cut you like a knife I want those feeble-minded axes overthrown. I'm not into your passport
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. But they don't know it they can blow it And take a puff of *** joint, I see I'm kissin' it off the cuff. Behind the back, I'm pullin' axes and blades out the arms and the legs. Still my fellas get
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Slaughtahouse )!Welcome. . to my Slaughtahouse it's, like a playpen Welcome. to my Slaughtahouse there's, no escapin This. is the place where freestyling skills Are. sharp like axes and, suckas get the
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Slaughtahouse )!Welcome. . to my Slaughtahouse it's, like a playpen Welcome. to my Slaughtahouse there's, no escapin This. is the place where freestyling skills Are. sharp like axes and, suckas get the
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Slaughtahouse )!Welcome. . to my Slaughtahouse it's, like a playpen Welcome. to my Slaughtahouse there's, no escapin This. is the place where freestyling skills Are. sharp like axes and, suckas get the
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Slaughtahouse )!Welcome. . to my Slaughtahouse it's, like a playpen Welcome. to my Slaughtahouse there's, no escapin This. is the place where freestyling skills Are. sharp like axes and, suckas get the
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Mountains,. The jails are made of tin. And you can walk right out again,. As soon as you are in. There ain't no short-handled shovels,. No axes, saws nor picks,. I'm bound to stay. Where you sleep all day
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. Together we ride. We did ride They pull out her cables and **** off her hatches. Too poor to be wasteful with pity or time. They swarm on her carcass with torches and axes. Like a whale on the bloody
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on Easy Street. But they said, "Johnny, it falls apart so easily, and you know hearts these days are cheap". And the pimps swung their axes and said, "Johnny, you're a cheater". And the pimps swung