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You cheated all and managed to win—but won’t get away with it. You frightened us: »New York’s to fall!« I don’t believe your shit! You caused this all by your own. You’re the one to blame. GI Joe won’t come home from mission desert rain.Ran out of reason you won’t run out of oil!Hold your breathe until you choke. It’s time to resign! Let me repeat just one more time: It’s time to resign! These accusations might be true—created hand in hand. Reconsider the brand name: Anthrax is a band. Why don’t you stop to cover up—this is obvious. You intend to hold us down. Your policy’s a mess! Let me repeat just one more time: It’s time to resign! Let me repeat just one more time: It’s time to resign!
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Time to go and face the facts: Nothing’s right in the way you act! Maybe I sang out of tune but I won’t rehearse in the afternoon. But when you are near I’m aware of all your fear. But when you are near I can see all you fear. The drinks you bought and want to sell won’t fill up your wishing well. Good ideas and absent-minds—a combination of a faky kind. I won’t share my beer.
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Kwik-E-Mart
01:49
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Push of with me. The time has come to leave, too. Together with all the pleasant thoughts. This decision is free. Just leave the pain that beats you. A declaration of an L is what I want. But when you—when you’re moving in be sure to hide the way you’re moving. But when you—when you’re moving in be sure to mind the way you move in.I don’t believe that I just made me do this but how could I ever ease my mind. It was a need and I could never resist—an unrestrained force of a supernatural kind.
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Sideshow Bob
02:17
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Hedgehog - hedgehog’s spines don’t fight. I clench my fist. But am I right? The tiger’s teeth don’t aktually bite. Rather does he. But I might only drivel useless things. Stop to listen before you pin on me all the guilt for all the blood that is spilled. … and you’ve just came in. Don’t pretend to run when you’ve just walked in! … and you’ve just walked in. Don’t pretend to run when you’re just walking! Never will you see that I don’t blame you for things that I would have botched by myself that I’d give up by myself. Me and he—the other guy—won’t ask you how and why. The only thing I really miss is a will in changing this.
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