why did he think it was so vital To remove chapters and make his own version of the Bible? They say Hell is underground and Heaven is in the sky And they say that's where you go
descendants put a break in what they intended The hatred is ended, sway the other way of the sentence Bells'll go and tell, defendants'll go to jail Hot coal on your trail, sinners'll go
a war between the classes The privileged few against the masses The spanish anarchists said: "?No pasaran!" I say we stick to that until the war is won
surf we love to dish it Fish it type esquisite, we pyro burning the shilznit Kills it, you don't feel it than go and handle your business Fitness is unlimited
don't write love songs. What is it that we sing then? Our love of life is total, everything we do is an expression of that, Everything that we write
known to deliver Gettin stoned lookin' out over the Hudson River See we poppin' worldwide West to East Anywhere there's stomach acid in the belly of the beast Where teeth is
Your musical evolution has ended. We control the sound. Its time we all got down. We bring you electrofonic funk funk funk funk. [Chorus] We want yo
to human half of dual creature as the phantom empaths whose pain is intense learn from the cold voice of experience mass exodus in an invisible flood
with all they've got Now we're all in the melting pot Let's have a big cheer for the government Who's finally ended our descent Vaporized masses in
true to his indominantable bearing, he promised to return and banish Evilsyde forever. Then he was gone. The horrors of Otherworld are now revealed to the masses
When I say Two more weeks My foot is in the door, yeah I can't sleep in the wake of Saturday Saturday When these open doors were open-ended Saturday When these open doors were open-ended
sit down, stand up, kneel, sit down, stand up, kneel, sit down, stand up, kneel, sit down, Stand up, Kneel, Sit down... Genuflect today! The Mass is ended, go
bombs and the threats are by Eric and Dillon America's villains- generic you're feeling It is not- it is the plot for a pair that is chilling In the glorious
' that hard never spend a rod This is real shit baby this is not a fesode (not a fesode) Don't get it confused lot a niggas is fraud Get a background
is it that we sing then? Our love of life is total, everything we do is an expression of that, Everything that we write is a love song. * We look for
bring you back to the place and your dress I'm peeling Your body's on time and your mind is appealing Staring at the cracks up there upon the ceiling Some such nonsense is
(Feat. Mr. Malik) Your musical evolution has ended. We control the sound. Its time we all got down. We bring you electrofonic funk funk funk funk. [
