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Fishbone
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GAME OF DESTRUCTION
You're so out of it You can't give a speech
You're so wasted Your brain cell won't think
Your eyes are shocking pink Your lips are ruby red
Wouldn't it be better If we were peanut butter on a moldy piece of bread
Knowing that the angels will soon Let loose the winds of dread
Die wicked generation Uttered an angel from the sky Die wicked generation For this is the close of your Game of Destruction
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com You vote for a president That decides full of flaws
Anti-Christ government That's the way it's gonna be
You must fight for your rights Against a polititian most of all When they won't listen
Happy birthyear Judgement day Death has won the race So let us all embrace
Die wicked generation Uttered an angel from the sky Die wicked generation For this is the close of your Game of Destruction
Game of destruction, yeah yeah !...
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