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[Dun-dun, dun-dit] [Dun-dun-dun-dun-dun]
[Dun-dun, dun-dit] [Dun-dun-dun-dun-dun]
[Dun-dun, dun-dit] [Dun-dun-dun-dun-dun]
[Dun-dun, dun-dit] [Dun-dun-dun-dun-dun]

[Russia ready!] U.S., England to;
Start the final chapter!

[In control!] Ready, launch, command-cool;
What are nations after?

[Everybody!] Thinks that they should rule;
Here comes nuclear disaster.

[We were walking!] On-the-way to our school;
Dwelling on the matter…

[Great White Flash!] Thunder, wind …and screams too;
Crescendo horror clapter!

[Engage in War!] For, three days they all do;
Such greedy little Satyrs…

In control, ready, launch, command-cool;
Countries run by bstards!*
*Everybody fighting for their rule;*
*In a worldwide nuclear disaster,*

[The Holy Tome!] Religion, cultural, pride, fools;
The end is coming faster!

[Everybody!] Thinks that they should rule;
And they serve a holy master!

[Russia’s honor!] America, Europe, England too;
Apocalyptic chapter!

[In control!] Ready, launch, command-cool;
Hear whooshing wings and laughter!

[Crafty-Smithy!] He’s walking among you;
You’re descending down his ladder!

Everybody’s fighting for his rule in the final chapter!

*In control, ready, launch, command-cool;*
*Countries run by b
stards!
Everybody fighting for their rule;
In a worldwide nuclear disaster,

Everybody’s fighting for his rule in this final chapter!

In control, ready, launch, command-cool;
Countries run by actors!
Everybody fighting for their rule;
Who do you call your master?

In control, ready, launch, command-cool;
Countries run by b_stards!
Everybody fighting for their rule;
In a worldwide nuclear disaster,
Eighties-style pop.
GOING OUT!* To the circus, to the club-Zoo,
ON THE PROWL! For a ***** just like you,
AND LIKE WOW! When the stars fell all around you,

A-AND NOW!
I am thinking of a metal-slung-slang,
The meteors, you know the rocks you bang,
At the gates, was a magnificent thang,
Punish me, with that action you brang.

Zipping-up; leopard print from your Zoo,
Clackin’ heels; all the way across the room,
I fell in love with you the moment I saw you,
Got your number; ‘cause I wanted to call you,
Clevered-up; with lots of lines to awe you,
Round my axis babe you come, crawl to,
And now I’m thinking of a metal-slung-slang,
Up and down, you know that game you brang?

STRIP YOU DOWN!
Lipstick, heels and stock-kings;
I fell in love with you the minute my **** came,
Stood back up, slapped me while I sang…

AND I WROTE THIS SONG!
You know the minute I saw you,
…and got your number ‘cause I had to call you,
Twisted serpents, **** the Zodiac star-Zoo,
So **** clever with the lines that awed you,

Now I’m thinking of a metal-slung-slang,
The meteors, you know the rocks you bang,
At the gates, was a magnificent thang,
Punished me, with that action you brang-ang,

Out and dancing, -in the Zodiac star-Zoo,

LUSTING OUT! Like a puppy-dog, run to,
AND LIKE WOW! When the stars fell all around you,
AND NOW I’M LOST! In a metal-slung-slang,

The meteors, you know the rocks you bang,
At the gates, was a magnificent thang,
Oh you punished me, with that action you brang-ang,

Freaking-out in a metal slung star-Zoo,
At the gates was a girl I had to do...
AND I AM ...singing the metal-slung-slang,
METEORS AND STARS! All night we bang,
Punished me, with that action you brang-ang!

And now I’m thinking of a metal-slung-slang,
The meteors, you know the rocks you bang,
At the gates, was a magnificent thing,
Punish me, with that action you bring.
Ananke was the first goddess of Sumeria. It's etymological translation is synonymous with Adam and Eve meaning, "Heaven and Earth." This is an adult pop rock piece.

It's about meeting a girl at a nightclub and going home to smoke ******* and have ***** S&M-style *** with her. When you sling a metal push rod you re-seat the pipe to load more *******.

"Banging," rocks or meteors is street-slang for smoking crack *******.

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