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There's holes up in the sky The devil punched down to the monkeys And now they've got drive through And a video store where there used to be real live actors Used to ride around here Up on my high horse With all the other good little butcher boys A plagiarist of course So roll over sweet thing Like a nuclear reprisal inbound from outer space There's a comparison here I'm trying to swing God damn it's deafening! Wish you shut up about everything The future x-rated There's holes up in the sky No one's seen your son in days And things just keep getting weirder and weirder And now christmas is for shopping And the shopping god is everything So roll over and lose it! Cuz power's just another one of those things baby It's pointless if you ain't gonna use it God damn it's deafening Wish you shut up about everything! The future is x-rated Used to ride around here on my high, high horse God damn it's deafening Wish you would shut up, shut up, shut up The future is x-rated The future is x-rated The future is x-rated The future is x-rated Get This Ringtone

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