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Transplant those cowards

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Fucking transplant the bastards

And there's a million fucking people playing victim

Gonna show you what they've got

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Transplant this buzzard

Is this what you'd pay for?

There'll be a million fucking people playing victim

Gonna show you what they've got

And they liked you the way you were

They don't like you the way you are

No, lying through your teeth with your faint-hearted fire

As these basque rats they turn on each other

And the shrikes they return from the warfare

Bleeding white from the dunes in the sky

Castrate the bastard

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Transplant this buzzard

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Is this what you'd pay for?

And there's a million fucking people playing victim

Gonna show you what they've got

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Castrate the bastards

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Is this what you'd pay for?

There'll be a million fucking people playing victim

Gonna show you what they've got

And she would sing to him

Unarmed as there was a flash from behind in his memory

Ostracizing him from his own limbs

(And I would sing to him)

(As he slept standing up)

(With his eyes open)

The vermin and vultures