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Lambrini Girls - Bang Bang Bang
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Текст песни: A second coming shall commence
In a class consciousness
In a biblical sense
With a
Pray your sins
For the top one percent
For denial and defence
Deposition on the bullets
The prophecy foretold
On the truth we've been sold
Angelic and divine crucifixion
Call him Satan
Call him Judas
These motherfuckers had it coming
No more crowns
No more kings
Stupid games
Win stupid prizes
Bang! Bang! Bang!
We're not gonna take that
It's an eye for an eye, bitch
A second coming shall commence
For your holy repentance
Building bunkers with blood money
Pray for your sins
Down the barrel of a pistol
Demonise the sick sounds like
Now the prophecy foretold
Of all the wealth in the world
We're all going for Molotov cocktails
Call him Satan
Call him Judas
These motherfuckers had it coming
No more crowns
No more kings
Stupid games
Win stupid prizes
Bang! Bang! Bang!
We're not gonna take that
It's an eye for an eye, bitch
God works in mysterious ways
You win stupid prizes when you play stupid games
You'd better repent in a biblical sense
That's what you get for commercialising medicine
God works in mysterious ways
You win stupid prizes when you play stupid games
You'd better repent in a biblical sense
That's what you get
With a bang! bang! bang! bang!
No more crowns
No more kings
Stupid games
Win stupid prizes
Bang! Bang! Bang!
We're not gonna take that
It's an eye for an eye, bitch
In a class consciousness
In a biblical sense
With a
Pray your sins
For the top one percent
For denial and defence
Deposition on the bullets
The prophecy foretold
On the truth we've been sold
Angelic and divine crucifixion
Call him Satan
Call him Judas
These motherfuckers had it coming
No more crowns
No more kings
Stupid games
Win stupid prizes
Bang! Bang! Bang!
We're not gonna take that
It's an eye for an eye, bitch
A second coming shall commence
For your holy repentance
Building bunkers with blood money
Pray for your sins
Down the barrel of a pistol
Demonise the sick sounds like
Now the prophecy foretold
Of all the wealth in the world
We're all going for Molotov cocktails
Call him Satan
Call him Judas
These motherfuckers had it coming
No more crowns
No more kings
Stupid games
Win stupid prizes
Bang! Bang! Bang!
We're not gonna take that
It's an eye for an eye, bitch
God works in mysterious ways
You win stupid prizes when you play stupid games
You'd better repent in a biblical sense
That's what you get for commercialising medicine
God works in mysterious ways
You win stupid prizes when you play stupid games
You'd better repent in a biblical sense
That's what you get
With a bang! bang! bang! bang!
No more crowns
No more kings
Stupid games
Win stupid prizes
Bang! Bang! Bang!
We're not gonna take that
It's an eye for an eye, bitch
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