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Fifty Thousand dee-grees hot   Burn your *** right on the spot   - Great big flash of light and heat   Fry your *** from head to feet   - Mushroom clouds rise to the sky   No time to kiss your *** good by   - ‘Tomic bombs are coming soon   Blow your *** right to the moon   - If by chance the blast you miss   Fall-out's gunna end your bliss - In the dark your *** glow Retirement you can forgo - Two weeks it takes for you to croak You'll puke and **** and wretch and choak   - Are you ready ready for your death?   Go and snort more crystal **** - So Hail! Hail! WW3 Very shortly it will be
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Jan 7, 2015
Jan 7, 2015 at 3:23 PM UTC
Crystal ****
Fifty Thousand dee-grees hot   Burn your *** right on the spot   - Great big flash of light and heat   Fry your *** from head to feet   - Mushroom clouds rise to the sky   No time to kiss your *** good by   - ‘Tomic bombs are coming soon   Blow your *** right to the moon   - If by chance the blast you miss   Fall-out's gunna end your bliss - In the dark your *** glow Retirement you can forgo - Two weeks it takes for you to croak You'll puke and **** and wretch and choak   - Are you ready ready for your death?   Go and snort more crystal **** - So Hail! Hail! WW3 Very shortly it will be
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elihu-barachel
Jan 7, 2015
Jan 7, 2015 at 3:23 PM UTC
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