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Album Name : The Fantastic Kill
Release Date : 2005-08-01
Song Duration : 4:51

Watkin Tudor Jones Reprogram


Totally Rad.. Back on the block. corner. Shut it.

You can't even think of a single fresh idea of you're own Look around, see what's hot, buy it. Regurgitate. (blearg!) cos all you stupid fans eat vomit Joy rider, slip slide shiny on the outside Siff on the inside When i look at you, long time expired on the shelf Why should help you to lie to yourself? With your enshrine mediocrity, think sloppily, Never do anything properly, copy me You and you're support group, retards incorporated One big f..ckin' happy family "Simunye"? (Zulu meaning "We are one") no thanks i'd rather stick out Thats me on the album cover with my dick out Arms stretched, far fetched lost creature reacher I'm the new talkshow host, f..ck felicia.

I am sorry but we are going to have to reprogram you..

Spoek: You're gravy train is thick with blood and vomit You're babies have AIDS and empty stomachs Stupid calling people "dark" like polish You're fingers too sticky bleeding wallets Straighten your hair monkey, Talk thru your nose monkey Yes boss buy a dunky follow around the shop monkey In the mix, hurt guy got no school fees Getting sick hunting kids for more moetie Rape in the school bathroom, rape at home Rape in the cloak classroom cold like stone Dead like the cause you fought so hard for You are you're worst enemy losing the war Argue over dumb shit, fight even dumber Make everything they say true add to the drama Trendy dread lazy bum all talk no action Coconuts can't get no satisfaction..

I am sorry but we are going to have to reprogram you..

Everyday you go to some kak f..cking job You don't hate life, you just hate sucking cock But there's constantly this big f..cking cock in your mouth 24/7 days a week I understand sometimes it's difficult to speak when you're swallowing the leader, "say cheese please" Smile and the world smiles with you Stay soft, while my flame thrower flow melts your face off Tunnel vision with the unable to fit in hidden discipline, precision Decisons, decisions you failed son Now the frail held the pale one Dominate the whole crowd with the all frown ground Slippily and bow down With all sound pound All sound pound All sound pound Kneel slave feel safe when i'll sound pound

I'm sorry but we are going to have to reprogram you..

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