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No one dared to show for that shower
When nobody turned out to be clean
Was not even touched by the water
Just another Nazi scheme
The Big Takeover
All throughout this so called nation
Prepare yourself for the final quest
Your world is doomed with our interrogation
Just another Nazi test
The Big Takeover
So understand me when I say
There's no hope for the U.S.A.
Your world is doomed with our interrogation
Just another Nazi test
The Big Takeover
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Well the people walk all around
The thing on an island not very far from here
They pay it homage like a god
And they paint it on each and every year
A sign for all it was given to us
And we all appreciate this bomb
The tourists don't know and never will
It has no use it's meaning is gone
The Statue of Liberty
And for united we stand
We all agree, it's a mystery
But why'd they give it to us
We still don't know just why it came
A present from God or by the rain
The crowds swarm wildly to see it's peak
When I watch I go insane
Why is it so important to them
What is the beauty they see in it
I don't know why I just accept it
I don't want it, cause it makes me sick
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Maybellene (Chuck Berry)
02:15
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Maybellene, why can't you be true
Oh Maybellene, why can't you be true
You've started back doin' the things you used to do
As I was motivatin' over the hill
I saw Maybellene in a Coup de Ville
A Cadillac arollin' on the open road
Nothin' will outrun my V8 Ford
The Cadillac doin' about ninety-five
She's bumper to bumper, rollin' side by side
The Cadillac pulled up ahead of the Ford
The Ford got hot and wouldn't do no more
It then got cloudy and started to rain
I tooted my horn for a passin' lane
The rainwater blowin' all under my hood
I know that I was doin' my motor good
The motor cooled down the heat went down
And that's when I heard that highway sound
The Cadillac asittin' like a ton of lead
A hundred and ten half a mile ahead
The Cadillac lookin' like it's sittin' still
And I caught Maybellene at the top of the hill
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Turnover (Fugazi)
04:21
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Languor rises reaching, to turn off the alarm
And there's never so much seething
That it can't be disarmed
You just stop it up,
Pass it on
Shove it to shelf it,
To leave it off and turnover
Lounging against your weapons,
Until your muscles find lock
In the ease of that position,
A residue of tremor passes
As some cherie amour suggests
That maybe it was time to smash things up
But just stop it up,
Pass it on
Shove it to shelf it,
To lead it on and turnover
I'm only sleeping
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