We know you know more than you lead to believe
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Loads of misinformation jammed deep in your sleeve
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You lurk in the shadows followed by a red glow
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Your killing for answers you already know
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Your brains been melted by a facist disease
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Nuclear winter in your heart constantly
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Your tongues been spewing' burnin' brimstone debris
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And now you wanna sink your hooks in me
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I'm looking for my man he went down in the sand
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You're sifting on thru it to see that if you can
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Erase all my memory turn me into history
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In case I see something that I'm not supposed to see
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You work you slave you die in Babylon
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I'm free in Zion I'm free in Zion I'm free
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Staff Sgt. Skreba
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| The Dingees |
