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One two three four Give us the blood we're lusting for. five six seven eight watch our fear turn into hate. You tricked us! You tricked us! An injustice here, a bogey man there, smoke and mirrors are everywhere! One two three four the only answer now is war. five six seven eight we'll all be lost if we hesitate! You tricked us. One two! You tricked us. Three four! should have known all along that this was all wrong, the weak and the strong should all belong To what? To what? Lean on back and strut! nine to the front and six to the rear Lean on back and strut. One two three four resources resources we want more! five six seven eight There's never too much on our plate! Your left Your right Polarize em and watch em fight! sound off! One two! Sound off! Three four! You'll never guess what we have in store! Lean on back and strut. Ain't no sense in looking down, globalization's coming round, If we stay 8 billion strong Resources won't last that long. So there's enough to go around let's bring this population down! We'll make that riff raff disappear all we need is hate and fear! Sound off- One two Sound off- Three four One two three four...... Lean on back and strut!
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Jan 23, 2016
Jan 23, 2016 at 6:21 PM UTC
Cadence
One two three four Give us the blood we're lusting for. five six seven eight watch our fear turn into hate. You tricked us! You tricked us! An injustice here, a bogey man there, smoke and mirrors are everywhere! One two three four the only answer now is war. five six seven eight we'll all be lost if we hesitate! You tricked us. One two! You tricked us. Three four! should have known all along that this was all wrong, the weak and the strong should all belong To what? To what? Lean on back and strut! nine to the front and six to the rear Lean on back and strut. One two three four resources resources we want more! five six seven eight There's never too much on our plate! Your left Your right Polarize em and watch em fight! sound off! One two! Sound off! Three four! You'll never guess what we have in store! Lean on back and strut. Ain't no sense in looking down, globalization's coming round, If we stay 8 billion strong Resources won't last that long. So there's enough to go around let's bring this population down! We'll make that riff raff disappear all we need is hate and fear! Sound off- One two Sound off- Three four One two three four...... Lean on back and strut!
All I can say is please forgive me.
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Jan 23, 2016
Jan 23, 2016 at 6:21 PM UTC
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