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In For The Kill

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In For The Kill

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Times are changin'

We'd best beware

The world is in the electric chair

The state holds out its loving cup

Singing power to the people

But their power's corrupt

Burning crosses and secretly

Carry swastikas and m 16s

"Nevermind the pages of history"

It just keeps repeating, keeps

Repeating

It's always the same

Seems like nothing will ever change

We pay to wear the blindfold

But look out

'Cos they're movin'

In for the kill

In for the kill

Yankee Doodle leadin' lambs

To slaughter

Just for the thrill

Good things come to those who wait

Good advice just a bit too late

Any chance for trust went up in smoke

When a preacher's lust was sponsored

By coke

Day after day

It's always the same

We pay to wear the blindfold

Baby, look out

'Cos they're movin'

In for the kill

In for the kill

Disbelievers drink the poisonwater

Time stands still

Don't fill my eyes, fill my head

Till I'm overloaded

You talk and you talk and you talk

But I don't hear anything

Times are changin'

There ain't no cure

It's a wasteland

One thing's for sure

Ain't no gold to grind the axe

So keep your fingers crossed

While you're crossin' the tracks

'Cos good blind faith ain't

Good enough

Baby's heat crumbled to dust

Hooray for the outlaw

Keeps movin'

In for the kill

In for the kill

Yankee Doodle leadin' lambs

To slaughter

Just for the thrill

Don't fill my eyes, fill my head

Till I'm overloaded

You talk and you talk

You know I don't hear it anymore

But you keep on movin'

In for the kill

In for the kill

Yankee doodle leadin' lambs

To slaughter

Just for the thrill

My word's no good, it's

Not enough

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