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Fury in The Slaughterhouse lyrics : No Mans Land lyrics
No Mans Land |
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We're dropplng bombs down on the kids They can't eat bombs And we know this But we're doing what we're told We're flying around in strategic bombers With an afterburner straight to hell Where napalms burning love that smell My little girl she sits at horne With my last letter all alone She stops to read closes her eyes and then she cries My daddy told me he was proud My mummy's praying but not too loud I wonder if the lord will get the massage clear Oh mummy be shure I'll come back In a wodden box all painted black A bullet between the eyes is all what's left for you Seven times I've asked my head But all I've got is nomansland...nomansland... And if those generals say: don't worry Same old assholes same old story And it's not true... [Fury in The Slaughterhouse No Mans Land on http://www.lyricshunt.com/] |
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