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what?cha need what?cha got meet me at jay street at 3 on the dot no time to think no time to look back tcb 123 cuz we?re under attack the world?s coming

of a mine - I want more Slaving in a factory, a different kind of insanity Feels like i'm locked in a cage Working like a maniac, gave myself a heart attack For a

Should I take a change tonight Feeling lucky but something ain?t right This ain?t the way it?s supposed to be Should i take a change on her One bullet

kill us all! From above, from below WHOA! magic bullets Look out The top?s down, let?s roll In the lincoln continental I forgot which way to go Let?s take a

Primer black 50's in the back, six pack surf rack Fuck the map I know the way to go I dig it, I live it, get the duct tape and rig it Fuck the world

past is nice but it?s just a lie, You might as well lay down and die, All you?ve got is tomorrow and what?s in your fist, If you?re lucky I?ll put

t make no difference to me OH YEAH Damn straight we need a radical change But everyday remains the same OH YEAH Just tryin? to be a person It?s not

way, standing at the border Another day alone I wander Alone in the desert, in search for something better A fistful of fury, a tearstained letter There?s