In the mountains of Norway, where the weather is cold,
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there's nothing to do, except kill each other, and play guitars in the snow
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excluding the scary paper make-up that they wear,
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they resemble ink and dagger, if ink and dagger had long hair
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they're pretty evil, and they do not like god,
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i don't care if they burn down churches,
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but they'd better not fuckin' touch the synagouge
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i befreinded them
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bye bye mom, it's now me and my black metal friends
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i befriended them
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bye bye franklin, it's now me and my black metal friends
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they have names like igor, Helthor, Angor,
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but then again, it's not exactly like "in living color",
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i kinda hope they move here, so i don't have to pay import prices,
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but i'm kinda afraid that they'll move near me,
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because, they're not nice
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i befreinded them
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bye bye mom, it's now me and my black metal friends
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i befriended them
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bye bye franklin, it's now me and my black metal friends
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come on, ilene,
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come on, ilene,
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come on, ilene,
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come on, ilene!
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Me And My Black Metal Friends
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| Atom And His Package |
