Say, hail the leader with the mask
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Let's say we put him to the test
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Somehow he doesn't like the sound
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He'll dig his heels into the ground
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To think that he's the seventh wonder
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Moving mountains with the thunder
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All the lies he tries to cover
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Money talks, where is the love
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And the land that falls beneath him
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to apologize-beneath him
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Watch a crowd of many tease him
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Run in circles to appease him
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It's a rage of disorder, rage of disorder
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Rage!...Rage!
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Rage of disorder, rage of disorder
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Rage!...Rage!
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A little freedom for us all
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Too many guns, too many tax
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Too many mobs pursue the waks
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Too many cops push you around
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The lunatic has come unwound
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I think his tie is a little too tight
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We gotta teach the man his wrong from his right
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Ya gotta, ya gotta, ya gotta
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It's a rage of disorder, rage of disorder
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Rage!...Rage!
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Rage of disorder, rage of disorder
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Rage!...Rage!
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And the lunatic has come unwound
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A little freedom erases the hate of us all
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It's a rage of disorder, rage of disorder
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Rage!...Rage!
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Rage of disorder, rage of disorder
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Rage!...Rage!
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Guns, guns, guns are spreading disease
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Sex is survival, survival to me
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He's lying to you, yea he's lying, he's lying
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The Rage
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| Holy Mother |
