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Fucked for Eternity
01:11
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I am a liberator
You fucking stupid couch potato
I'm a one man revolution
Here to serve up the solution
Hey
Don't you fucking look away
I won't obey
And boy I'm here to stay
I'll make you pay
You're fucked for eternity
I will not be distracted
Bought or sold or trash compacted
You might be high and mighty
But I will fuck your whole society
Hey
Don't you fucking look away
I won't obey
And boy I'm here to stay
I'll make you pay
You're fucked for eternity
I'm not your fool
And I'll never be your tool
You think you're cool
I'll piss in your swimming pool
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Useless Cup of Piss
01:32
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When did you choose where to be born
How did you pick your skin
You love to wear a uniform
You feel the joy within
I'm not a patriot
I couldn't give a fuck
You sing you national anthem
God, I just wanna chuck
You can salute your flag
Or fill your arse with cheese
Do what the fuck you want
Just let me live in peace
I don't know what a country is
Some fucking king just lied
You are just a useless cup of piss
You never earned your pride
You can salute your flag
Or fill your arse with cheese
Do what the fuck you want
Just let me live in peace
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