Captain trips
Captin trips will come one day
And take all these idiots far away
Floating through the air stealthy and silent
Taking down all who deny it
One breath you take and **** in the sickness
Ahh its only the flu you think then it thickens
You choke one day on nothing but his deadly grasp
Good bye we wave as we laugh at your deadly gasp
The reak of burning flesh
Everyone with guns pointed to their heads
Held in containment
With no one to talk
Without a single weeze or cough
Even the patrolers die
Leaving you locked up
Break down the doors and run away
Follow the dreams that lead you straight away
Deaf and dumb, gay or straight run to the town with open gates
Boulder the town of newly none
But no harm is soon to come
The rest they greet you with open arms and hands
Clean up the town of all dead and gone
Turn on the lights its time to brawl
With the town of evil
Vegas they call
Send some others till the moon full falls bright
The dark man notices them none so shall none die
Till the M-O-O-N tells him again
But in the midst of all the death and the lies
Trash ruins his plans
And with one bomb Vegas flies sky high
In the end the good had won the world
And in the end it did so end with a bang not a whimper
Mar 18, 2012
Mar 18, 2012 at 5:32 PM UTC
Captain trips
Captin trips will come one day
And take all these idiots far away
Floating through the air stealthy and silent
Taking down all who deny it
One breath you take and **** in the sickness
Ahh its only the flu you think then it thickens
You choke one day on nothing but his deadly grasp
Good bye we wave as we laugh at your deadly gasp
The reak of burning flesh
Everyone with guns pointed to their heads
Held in containment
With no one to talk
Without a single weeze or cough
Even the patrolers die
Leaving you locked up
Break down the doors and run away
Follow the dreams that lead you straight away
Deaf and dumb, gay or straight run to the town with open gates
Boulder the town of newly none
But no harm is soon to come
The rest they greet you with open arms and hands
Clean up the town of all dead and gone
Turn on the lights its time to brawl
With the town of evil
Vegas they call
Send some others till the moon full falls bright
The dark man notices them none so shall none die
Till the M-O-O-N tells him again
But in the midst of all the death and the lies
Trash ruins his plans
And with one bomb Vegas flies sky high
In the end the good had won the world
And in the end it did so end with a bang not a whimper
This is based off of Stephen King's the Stand
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