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They are Russians Mary Sonic ♪
♪ They's dancing
in his chairs ♪
And the trainer is mad and bolly
Dealing all the grain
That he will have to dig
For miles underground
And soiled
And end up a Frenchman
Dizzy from turning their back
On everyone who's a star
Everybody's disgust
Everybody's distrust
Distrust Disguising
Where they hide the sanitary napkin beauty
That oozes out of each and every song
The hourglass has the blood veins For
the high-dressed creatures that belong
John Wayne,
he can't feel the pain Guess he's got no brain
He's riding horses to apocalypse and
back Just like a cross-eyed ball macabre
Like another cross-eyed ball macabre
For the high-dressed creatures that belong
At the well of fear That material safety is a safety-finding number
But in Armageddon's number They didn't Armageddon's Arm Armageddon's
Arm down, arm down and pick it up, pick it up
Beauty comes last,
sixty-five And beauty comes last,
seventy-five The spiteful caravan comes last
The caravan comes last
Ben-Yelah,
Israel is loaded Samson's charging horse
With fifty caliber bullets For the tractors in the human race
Japan, Japan,
Japan, we love you
Think of you like a California toothpick
Visa,
hurry,
missile-socking Moist vaginas of the war
Think of you, visa
And Russia is defective
Russia,
Russia is defective Russia is defective
Is defective,
is defective Is defective,
is defective
What's wrong with the motherland?
What's wrong with the fatherland?
They're going to join the Ku Klux Klan
And elect black communist surgeons in case you need them
Elect communist surgeons,
elect black communist surgeons
Elect black communist surgeons in case you need them In Armageddon
If it rains
When it rains
It never rains On the Russian Party
They're years
If it rains,
it rains If it rains on the communist party
If it rains,
if it rains If it rains on the communist party