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Gaze at the leaving clairvoyant
Predicting inovasions and pain
A child can see trough the stranger
The watcher's eye , the noble liar
It's time for the merchant, and his help for sale
Blades to cut wicked flesh
On a merchantman he counts his money
Then he sales away
The sea he'll cruise blood and fire
Oh father i can't see a lane
They make you a pawn in a game
For we are all deaf, dumb and blind
Chorus:
After the storm when the magic has gone
Drown in the tears of a mandrake
Pawn in the game, invisible chains
Try to move, you'll feeel
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Yo Bloodhound Gang and Rob Van Winkle together on this track
Stop as we drop this bomb
Blow up this place like another Vietnam
Heavy like a Tyson blow to the dome
Back up son give me room give me room
To set it off like this don't give it up
I'm all up in you till you just can't get enough
Real hard to the bone you want more
I sneak up on you like a sniper at your back door
Phat flavor for your brain you know the time
So check the wrath it's for real I'm gonna get mine
Roll up on you like Eastwood
Blowing up fifteens as I'm riding through your ne
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(Music and Lyrics by Chris Telkes)
If you want to use your dick
As your little weapon
Maybe I'll just get my gun
And use it as a dick
Shove the barrel in your mouth
Mechanized erection
Blow my load all down your throat
With my 12 gauge-pump-slug-spitting-prick
With my 12 gauge-pump-slug-spitting-prick
Watch the fucker beg for life
Watch his eyes get big and wide
Watch him take back what he said
My little bitch, just about dead
Watch him take back what he said
Yeah, that's what I figured
Put the barrel to his head
And
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Aunque malgastes, el tiempo sin mi cariño
Y aunque no quieras, este amor que yo te ofrezco
Y aunque no quieras, pronunciar mi humilde nombre
De cualquier modo, yo te seguiré queriendo
Yo se que nunca, tu querrás jamás amarme
Que a tu cariño, llegue demasiado tarde
No me desprecies, no es mi culpa, no seas mala
Porque tu eres, de quien quiero enamorarme
Que daño puedo hacerte con quererte
Si no me quieres tu, yo lo comprendo
Perfectamente sé, que no nacàyo para ti
Pero que puedo hacer, si ya te qui
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