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The wheels of the tank keep turning round and round.
How many megatons will it take to make them turn around? (x 2)

Turn around...

The wheels of the Shadowmen tank (x 2)

Every man is left behind
Every man has lost his mind
Exorcists anthologize
Bounce to the Shadownmen tank
Another missle flying high
Snaking across the desert sky
Oil men energy strapped back
Speed into the bank

The wheels of the tank keep turning round and round.
How many megatons will it take to make them turn around?

Too slow cup with gripping hands
Praying cowboys in the sand
Nothing ever goes to plan
Deep inside me tank
Shells you booty devil's plants
Tripping out another trance
Buffalo soldier's higher ground
Smoking in my tank
Forced by forces
My head is confused
Sometimes I feel that I'm being used
I press all fault to the man in robes
But I can't see the ghosts crowding the road

I can't see the ghosts crowding the road

The wheels of the tank keep turning round and round.
How many megatons will it take to make them turn around?

Awaken Mesopotamia (x 4)

Never left old home city Georgia
World is just called Arizona
Death metal getting louder and louder
Pumping pumping in me tank

Searching, searching
I be searching!
Keep on searching
Searching for the Hindu bomb
I'm searching for the Muslim bomb
I'm on the lookout for the suicide bomb
Get down on your knees and feign-quest for the bomb

Because I'm searching for the Hindu bomb
I'm searching for the Muslim bomb
I'm still on the lookout for the suicide bomb
Get on your knees, get on your knees
And feign-quest for the bomb

For the bomb

The wheels of the tank keep turning round and round.
How many megatons will it take to make them turn around?
The wheels of the tank keep turning round and round.   How many megatons will it take to make them turn around? (x 2)      Turn around...      The wheels of the Shadowmen tank (x 2)      Every man is left behind   Every man has lost his mind   Exorcists anthologize   Bounce to the Shadownmen tank   Another missle flying high   Snaking across the desert sky   Oil men energy strapped back   Speed into the bank      The wheels of the tank keep turning round and round.   How many megatons will it take to make them turn around?      Too slow cup with gripping hands   Praying cowboys in the sand   Nothing ever goes to plan   Deep inside me tank   Shells you booty devil's plants   Tripping out another trance   Buffalo soldier's higher ground   Smoking in my tank   Forced by forces   My head is confused   Sometimes I feel that I'm being used   I press all fault to the man in robes   But I can't see the ghosts crowding the road      I can't see the ghosts crowding the road      The wheels of the tank keep turning round and round.   How many megatons will it take to make them turn around?      Awaken Mesopotamia (x 4)      Never left old home city Georgia   World is just called Arizona   Death metal getting louder and louder   Pumping pumping in me tank      Searching, searching   I be searching!   Keep on searching   Searching for the Hindu bomb   I'm searching for the Muslim bomb   I'm on the lookout for the suicide bomb   Get down on your knees and feign-quest for the bomb      Because I'm searching for the Hindu bomb   I'm searching for the Muslim bomb   I'm still on the lookout for the suicide bomb   Get on your knees, get on your knees   And feign-quest for the bomb      For the bomb      The wheels of the tank keep turning round and round.   How many megatons will it take to make them turn around?
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