Come with uncle and hear all proper here angel trumpets and devil trombones you are invited
I'm really out of this hell
Lord I cannot set it free
Don't look at the world, it's impossible
Many try to live on me
But they fail, but the feeling kills
Got to turn it up
And we'll bring it down
Got to turn it up
No pollution, it's all I say
Infected airwaves, just like you
No hysteria, no necessary
What do we get? No quality
Blast the system, get a blaster
Blast the system, get a blaster
Blast the system, get a blaster
Hey! Hey! Hey!
Hey! Money is heavy, musical tobacco
Give them an effort, and they'll hang me
Under their radar, from your reality
This is for the people, keeping this in check
Got to turn it up
And we'll bring it down
Got to turn it up
And we'll bring it down
Blast the system
Get a blaster
Blast the system
Get a blaster
Blast the system
Get a blaster
Blast the system
Get a blaster
Blast the system
Get a blaster
Blast the system
Get a blaster
Blast the system
Get a blaster
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