Well we've all heard the sermon seen
The preachers or worshipped
Lock up your children the axeman is coming
Lock up your
Welcome to Cell Block 427 it's 10 o'clock at night
Can
What will you do when your properties gone?
When the finger
Sing to your sisters, your brothers are dead
The army retreated,
Rise into the lightAnd set a flame to the nightWe
I just buried a friend
He had come to the end
But
And in our ignorance we let them take control
And in
Drink and be merry, for tomorrow we may die
It's better
The wind of change transformed the plains into the desert
And
You say that you hear voices, I premsume that is
Meatwagon come, borne on the rays of the morning sun
Thy
You're standing on a hill, looking down at the city
Thinking
The parchment of my flesh must break
The winter winds my
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