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They gave grenades out packed with cyanide High octane hatred, they're ready to fly Lies within lies keeping cunts in power There's something fucked up with human nature They said... If you can't beat them, ban them You gotta learn to fight dirty If you can't beat them, burn them You gotta learn to fight dirty If you can't beat it, steal it You gotta learn to fight dirty If you can't beat them, kill them You gotta learn to fight dirty Povera piccola bambola di carne Nella corsa è caduta ed in pezzi è finita Povera piccola bambola di carne Nella corsa è caduta ed in pezzi è finita I don't fear death, I'm addicted to war Afraid of not being immortal Slave to a hunger, it cannot be filled When God failed we made up superheroes They said... If you can't beat them, ban them You gotta learn to fight dirty If you can't beat them, burn them You gotta learn to fight dirty If you can't beat it, steal it You gotta learn to fight dirty If you can't beat them, kill them You gotta learn to fight dirty
Povera piccola bambola di carne Nella corsa è caduta ed in pezzi è finita Povera piccola bambola di carne Nella corsa è caduta ed in pezzi è finita I work for the devil and I wear his yoke Carry out my master's bidding to the bloody note When I get rich I'll sleaze every fucking share And pathe the road with broken souls to nowhere Bon voyage If you can't beat them, ban them You gotta learn to fight dirty If you can't beat them, burn them You gotta learn to fight dirty If you can't beat it, steal it You gotta learn to fight dirty If you can't beat them, kill them You gotta learn to fight dirty Poor little fleshy doll Fell down in the race and smashed to pieces Poor little fleshy doll Fell down in the race and smashed to pieces Povera piccola bambola di carne Nella corsa è caduta ed in pezzi è finita Povera piccola bambola di carne Nella corsa è caduta ed in pezzi è finita
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