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Vampir~~
the big take over..
it's nice to hit the streets..
it's nice when I get something to eat..
makes no sense, I can't even get a shower..
when it's pouring out the rain, can't even smell a flower..
I'm gonna get revenge, from the chrome of my silver motorcycle..
I'm gonna run you over, and bury what's left over..
cover your soul in spirits of ammonia, rape your Father and marry your Mother..
Hillary takes measured steps towards power, Das Fatherland ist Meineland..
the East meets the West, after the sunsets, and still we can't find the right sense..
Vaccinate my body, the flu is the least of my worries, under a dome
when even the ants can't sit still long enough to enjoy their cheeseburger..
it's just the big take over..
I got done in by the not so handy handy man, be took me to the bank..
instead of Disneyland, I smell great, even though Life stinks..
Program, accept your fate, lesson learned, there's no escape..
convenience me with all the obstacles of luxury, discharge my force..
all the way, turn it up to Ten, break, seduce, vampire all my friends..
~~the end
by Rick Weber
October 12, 2016
copy written rights reserved 2016(c)
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it's nice to hit the streets..
it's nice when I get something to eat..
makes no sense, I can't even get a shower..
when it's pouring out the rain, can't even smell a flower..
I'm gonna get revenge, from the chrome of my silver motorcycle..
I'm gonna run you over, and bury what's left over..
cover your soul in spirits of ammonia, rape your Father and marry your Mother..
Hillary takes measured steps towards power, Das Fatherland ist Meineland..
the East meets the West, after the sunsets, and still we can't find the right sense..
Vaccinate my body, the flu is the least of my worries, under a dome
when even the ants can't sit still long enough to enjoy their cheeseburger..
it's just the big take over..
I got done in by the not so handy handy man, be took me to the bank..
instead of Disneyland, I smell great, even though Life stinks..
Program, accept your fate, lesson learned, there's no escape..
convenience me with all the obstacles of luxury, discharge my force..
all the way, turn it up to Ten, break, seduce, vampire all my friends..
~~the end
by Rick Weber
October 12, 2016
copy written rights reserved 2016(c)
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