Lyrics

Chorus: Rip them down Hold them up Tell them that I'm your gun Pull my trigger I'm bigger than-- Mr. Prez in his big white house Listen he sez we're coming out Infiltration-- we're numbing your minds Concentration-- we've done time Chorus Over there the queen she sez Let's stamp them out and dry those tears Saturation-- we want it in taxes Flagellation-- we've got gashes Chorus In the cold, the czar's claimin Just protectin rockets aimin Alteration-- the Earth is changin Observation-- we want action Chorus I the Emperor proclaim Us the masters we rule this game Inclination-- somethin to dream on Deprivation-- we are sons Chorus Mr. Prez in his big white house Listen he sez we're coming out Infiltration-- we're numbing your minds Concentration-- we've done time Chorus Over there the queen she sez Let's stamp them out and dry those tears Saturation-- we want it in taxes Flagellation-- we've got gashes Chorus In the cold, the czar's claimin Just protectin rockets aimin Alteration-- the Earth is changin Observation-- we want action Chorus I the Emperor proclaim Us the masters we rule this game Inclination-- somethin to dream on Deprivation-- we are sons Chorus Anyone, Anytime, Anyhow Whoever will buy this shit Were the fucking Germs Their playin it all wrong The drums are too slow, the bass is too fast The chords are wrong He's makeing the beat too wrong Aww i quit
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