Counterfeit from Morbid Ideations by Bandit 3000 Alpha

Uh…give my regards to the president
Body and soul will break you
How much time makes it evident
Kill your Saturday specials
Whoa
How come you couldn’t fight
You were too busy giving up your guns and your neighbors’ rights
We’ll take you

Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
And what’s really going on

You you you you are a counterfeit
We’re here here to unchain you
You you you you are a counterfeit
We’re here here to unchain you

How’s all the hops and the bacon
How does it feel to get cancer
Will you be gone? Will you be gone
Just to say you couldn’t make it
Body and soul, body and soul
There’s your fucking answer
My kindest thoughts
My kindest thoughts
Will you always be this naked

When you hold a prisoner
Take him by the hand
What they come from
What they did wrong

And out a force of habit
Cause I’m a man with a gun
They say where they come from
And what’s really going on

You you you you are a counterfeit
We’re here here to unchain you
You you you you are a counterfeit
We’re here here to unchain you
You you you you are a counterfeit
We’re here here to unchain you
You you you you are a counterfeit
We’re here here to unchain you

Let there be peace in the land
All forward
Let there be peace in the land
All forward
Let there be peace in the land
All forward

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