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In For The Kill
Times are changin'
We'd best beware
The world is in the electric chair
The state holds out its loving cup
Singing power to the people
But their power's corrupt
Burning crosses and secretly
Carry swastikas and M-16s
Nevermind the pages of history
It just keeps repeating, keeps repeating
It's always the same
Seems like nothing will ever change
We pay to wear the blindfold
Baby look out
'Cos they're movin'
In for the kill
In for the kill
Yankee Doodle leadin' lambs
to slaughter
Just for the thrill
Good things come to those who wait
good advice just a bit too late
Any chance for trust went up in smoke
When a preacher's lust was sponsored
by coke
Day after day
It's always the same
We pay to wear the blindfold
Baby look out
'Cos they're movin'
In for the kill
In for the kill
Disbelievers drink poison water
Time stands still
Don't fill my eyes, fill my head
Till I'm overloaded
You talk and you talk and you talk
But I don't hear anything
Times are changin'
There ain't no cure
It's a wasteland
One thing's for sure
Ain't no gold to grind the axe
So keep your fingers crossed
While you're crossin' the tracks
'Cos good blind faith ain't
good enough
Baby's heat crumbled to dust
Hooray for the Outlaw
Keeps movin'
In for the kill
In for the kill
Yankee Doodle leadin' lambs
to slaughter
Just for the thrill
Don't fill my eyes, fill my head
Till I'm overloaded
You talk and you talk
You know I don't hear it anymore
But you keep on movin'
In for the kill
In for the kill
Yankee Doodle leadin' lambs
to slaughter
Just for the thrill
My word's no good, it's
not enough
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not enough
My word's no good, it's
Just for the thrill
to slaughter
Yankee Doodle leadin' lambs
In for the kill
In for the kill
But you keep on movin'
You know I don't hear it anymore
You talk and you talk
Till I'm overloaded
Don't fill my eyes, fill my head
Just for the thrill
to slaughter
Yankee Doodle leadin' lambs
In for the kill
In for the kill
Keeps movin'
Hooray for the Outlaw
Baby's heat crumbled to dust
good enough
'Cos good blind faith ain't
While you're crossin' the tracks
So keep your fingers crossed
Ain't no gold to grind the axe
One thing's for sure
It's a wasteland
There ain't no cure
Times are changin'
But I don't hear anything
You talk and you talk and you talk
Till I'm overloaded
Don't fill my eyes, fill my head
Time stands still
Disbelievers drink poison water
In for the kill
In for the kill
'Cos they're movin'
Baby look out
We pay to wear the blindfold
It's always the same
Day after day
by coke
When a preacher's lust was sponsored
Any chance for trust went up in smoke
good advice just a bit too late
Good things come to those who wait
Just for the thrill
to slaughter
Yankee Doodle leadin' lambs
In for the kill
In for the kill
'Cos they're movin'
Baby look out
We pay to wear the blindfold
Seems like nothing will ever change
It's always the same
It just keeps repeating, keeps repeating
Nevermind the pages of history
Carry swastikas and M-16s
Burning crosses and secretly
But their power's corrupt
Singing power to the people
The state holds out its loving cup
The world is in the electric chair
We'd best beware
Times are changin'
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