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The Desease Of The Dancing Cats
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Bush
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Infested and polluted 50 tons of mercury dumped in the bay Its bleeding theres no proof Thats no way to treat a good friend Your whiskey talks louder Than most things Ive read you said In artu, in place now Site back unwind and relax
Big cheese is all greed Its all relative what you need Happy birthday Happy birthday Happy birthday heres your nerve gas
All the fishermen and their families All sickly crumbling cerebellum Its all over for urang-a-tang Looks like theyre back on the street again
Mistrusted, disrupted Rape land and kill good habit World weary, world broken Well spent and money, money, money, money injected, transmitted So tons of mercury dumped in the bay Its breathing-its put the dog back in the basket
All the fisherman and their families All sickly growing sentimental Its all over for urang-a-tang Looks like their back on the street again All the fishermen and their families Its all over for urang-a-tangs Looks like theyre back on the street again Its all over for urang-a-tangs Looks like, looks like, looks like
Invaded, downgraded Your bile lands right on my head Uncalled for, unwanted My sinking zero tolerance
All the fisherman and their families All sickly crumbling cerebellum Its all over for urang-a-tangs Looks like theyre back on the street again All the fishermen and their families Its all over for urang-a-tangs Looks like theyre back on the street again Its all over for the urang-a-tang Looks like its a street again
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