Militia On Acid (Наив)

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I'm better red than dead,
            
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I'm better red, red, red than dead,

I better eat my brain for breakfast,
And make it, do it, make it fast!

I can not live, I can not die,
I'm so confused - I'm forced to lie!

         
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Gotta a fucking reason now,
Gotta fucking reason, gotta fucking reason

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Whatcha gonna do when the gang is wearing blue?
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Whatcha gonna say when the gangster wears grey?
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MOA - they're all insane!
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MOA - militia on acid, militia on acid, militia on acid -
             
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We are all insane!

I'm not a mouse, I'm not a man,
I'm just an empty beer can.

I can not hear my own farts,
I guess I've lost some brain parts.

At first they crucified,
But then they satisfied.

I'm at a loss - it's suicide!
Dontcha fucking get it? Dontcha fucking get it?

Whatcha gonna do when the gang is wearing blue?
Whatcha gonna say when the gangster wears grey?
MOA - they're all insane!
MOA - militia on acid, militia on acid, militia on acid -
We are all insane!

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They know that I've got Lenins and Hitlers dicks in my arse,
       
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They know that I'm sick, dead or red, that I need injections and not their sticks,
    
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I know their hopes: I'm the man and they've got my dope,
       
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Well, FUCK YOU COP, I know what you want, I know your men-ta-li-ty!!!

Whatcha gonna do when the gang is wearing blue?
Whatcha gonna say when the gangster wears grey?
MOA - they're all insane!
MOA - militia on acid, militia on acid, militia on acid -
We are all insane!

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