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Overkill I'm Alright
Oh my God in blood soaked silhouette Oh my God on the end of a bayonet Oh my God put wings on the rhetoric Oh my God, I'm alright No pity, salvation or need No more on the way No pity, toleration or greed This is where I lay Yeah I'm alright And I need to know When I'm dead and gone Where do I go Jesus Christ in sun baked misery Jesus Christ in sun drenched agony Oh my God, why have you forsaken me Oh my God, now who's taking care of me No pity, salvation or need No more on the way No pity, toleration or greed This is where I lay Yeah I'm alright And I need to know When I'm dead and gone Where do I go Oh my God, in blood soaked sillouete Oh my God, I'm alright Oh my God, as Satan plays the minuette Oh my God, I'm alright No pity, salvation or need (I'm alright) No more on the way (I'm alright) No pity, toleration or greed (I'm alright) This is where I lay Yeah I'm alright And I need to know When I'm dead and gone Where do I go
