Siloam Chemical King (big Fight)
They used to call me the chemical king.
Babies saw me coming and they began to scream.
I guess you’d say it was an ego thing.
But I thought I was the American Dream.
I worked at loser’s international, a sub group of hell.
A gettoville production that was destined to fail.
I started life so charming, but then who could tell.
It was time to get off! This! Train!
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It’s such a big fight, too big to throw away.
What’s it worth, make it work, just hold on one more day.
It’s such a big fight, too big to throw away.
Don’t go down for the count.
I was Darwin’s prime example of a primate from hell.
Laughing at things of God. He’s just something to sell.
Used to run from the truth, ‘till I finally fell.
Yeah, I had to face it, I was seriously ill.
One day I tried to stand up, hey, something’s wrong.
The room looked horizontal, I thought I was gone.
Then God showed me what I’d known all along,
I couldn’t stand alone… on my own.
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