Emergency's got me taking steps to stop the gun that's pointing at my headnMaking me tear my eyes right outnnLately they're selling shit that I don't neednThe celebrity scrolls, of what they all look likenAnd who they blownnI hate itnRidiculistnI hate itnIt's all just known, it's ridiculous, quiet it's ridiculousnnDay after day a beatle's dead the worlds a threatnSo what is what your sayingnThe world has gone to hell, no nonnNot truenSay out loud, what you're thinkingnSay to us, it's all fulfillednIt attracts us to kill us all, to make us angry pillsnnNo we won't fallnI hate itnRidiculistnI hate itnYou think that there's a master or a pastor for your answernnBut the mother of your practice is asleep in a cavenShe's got a wire to her brain, think that's your brainnnSo what does she say when the blood begins to rainnOops I'm sorry, no not truenSay out loud, what you're thinkingnnSay to us, it's all fulfilled attracts us to kill us allnNo we won't fall
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