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Killing Joke

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You're alone in the pack, you're feeling like you wanna go home

You're feeling life's finished but you keep on going, the reason is there

You won't find it till you've been and gone because you're living a hoax

Someones got you sussed



Dull your brain or seek inspiration

You feel illusion and then you finally say transfer

Transform a machine to play with your head

So you can stand back and watch or take part and learn



If you don't know the game, then you're still part of it

Because out on the streets, it's strange to see the show

Knowing full well that you're on the range

Dodge the bullets or carry the gun, the choice is yours



Look at the controller, a Nazi with a social degree

A middle-class hero, a rapist with your eyes on me

Increase your masturbation, three cheers for the Nazi

You fuck, you'd wipe out spastics if you had the chance

But Jesus wouldn't like it, no

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