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CUp in the hills Bthey Care Chaving a white riot,
BWith Cno Gviolence or Fprotesting for Fchange,
They simply C Bbuy it.C B C C B C
BIf Cyou're Cthinking I'm Caucasian, Bwell, CI'm Cactually gray.
I Bwas CconGceived on Ash FWednesday,
and Fstoned on ChristmasC Bday.C B C C B C
My Ebbaby's meditating toBbm stop the war,
But I Fgot myself a rifle,
'cause I Bain't gonna get,
BbWalked on anymore.
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Out my window I see a battle of hawks.
My best friend has been dead for years,
But still we have great talks.
And just like the planets we will never touch,
Just float around in space,
Not expecting very much.
My baby's meditating to stop the war,
But I got myself a rifle,
'cause I ain't gonna get,
Walked on anymore.
We feel such hunger like vampire bats,
I got myself a gang,
And we're called the Sleep Rats.
I was out in the desert, hunting UFO,
All I saw were scorpions and aliens,
I already know.
My baby's meditating to stop the war,
But I got myself a rifle,
'cause I ain't gonna get,
Walked on anymore.
She gave him head till she lost a tooth,
That's what she gets for molesting people,
In the DJ booth.
I used to be a palace, now I'm just a dive.
I made a widow out of you,
Even though I'm still alive.
My baby's vegetating to stop the war,
But I got myself a rifle,
'cause I ain't gonna get,
Walked on anymore.
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