Lexicon Devil

Lexicon Devil

I'm a lexicon devil with a

Battered brain

And I'm searchin' for a future

The world's my aim

So gimme gimme your hands

Gimme gimme your minds

Gimme gimme this-gimme

Gimme tha-yea-yea-t...

I want toy tin soldiers that can

Push and shove

I want gunboy rovers that'll

Wreck this club

I'll build you up and level your heads

We'll run it my way cold men

And politics dead...

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I'll get silver guns to drip old blood

Let's give this established

Joke a shove

We're gonna wreak havoc

On the rancid mill

I'm serachin' for something

Even if I'm killed...

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Empty out your pockets-you

Don't need their change

I'm giving you the power

To rearrange

Together we'll run to the

Highest prop

Tear it down and let it drop...away...

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