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        Why do they always send the poor?
    My God is of Bible blood with pointed ears
    Victorious, victorious steel
    Can your spending kneel?
    Marching forward hypocritic
    And hypnotic computers
    You depend on our protection
    Yet you feed us lies from the tablecloth
    La la la la la la la la la la

    Everybody is going to the party
    Have a real good time
    Dancing in the desert
    Blowing up the sunshine

    Kneeling roses
    Disappearing into Moses´ dry mouth
    Breaking into Fort Knox
    Stealing our intentions
    Every city, gripped in oil
    Crying freedom!
    Handed to obsoletion
    Still you feed us lies from the tablecloth
    la la la la la la la la la la

    Everybody is going to the party
    Have a real good time
    Dancing in the desert
    Blowing up the sunshine

    Everybody is going to the party
    Have a real good time
    Dancing in the desert
    Blowing up the sunshine

    Blast off, it´s party time
    And we all live in a fascist nation
    Blast off, it´s party time
    And where the fuck are you?
    Where the fuck are you?
    Where the fuck are you?
    Why don´t presidents fight the war?
    Why do they always send the poor?
    Why don´t presidents fight the war?
    Why do they always send the poor?
    Why do they always send the poor?
    Why do they always send the poor?
    Why do they always send the poor?

    Kneeling roses
    Disappearing into Moses´ dry mouth
    Breaking into Fort Knox
    Stealing our intentions
    Every city, gripped in oil
    Crying freedom!
    Handed to a obsoletion
    Still you feed us lies from the tablecloth
    la la la la la la la la la la

    Everybody is going to the party
    Have a real good time
    Dancing in the desert
    Blowing up the sunshine

    Everybody is going to the party
    Have a real good time
    Dancing in the desert
    Blowing up the sun

    Where the fuck are you?
    Where the fuck are you?
    Why don´t presidents fight the war?
    Why do they always send the poor?
    Why don´t presidents fight the war?
    Why do they always send the poor?
    Why do they always send the poor?
    Why do they always send the poor?
    Why do they always send the poor?
    Why do they always send the poor?
    Why do they always send the poor?
    They always send the poor!
    They always send the poor!
     
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