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The Massacre
Album - 1990 - Debaser id 18632

By The Exploited

Heavy street fighting
Been going on for days
Makeshift graves outside city limits
Filled with bodies of slaughtered people
Men women childeren all dead
The massacre - why
The massacre - why
Eight month foetus
Sticking on a bayonet
Mother's just a piece of dead meat
The massacre - why
The massacre - why
You murdered me with rope
You murdered me with guns too
You massacred whole families
And laughed throughout their pain
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I watch you on my tv screen
My mind's in overdrive
You're beeing whiped, your arse is red
Being suspended by your breasts
I love you, I love you
My little porno slut
I love the smell of leather
You're my mistress of the night
I really want to own you
You body soul and mind
I love you, I love you
My little porno slut
Nipple clamps bite your skin
But your pain turns me on
Pubes are shaved
Your cunt is pierced
But it's your face i love the most
I love you, I love you
My little porno slut
Lying on your bed
Legs spred wide
Dildo in between your legs
Now she makes you beg
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Its commin through your letter box
A sheet for you to fill in
You know you have to do it
Cause you know you just cant win
Dont pay the poll tax
Stick it up her arse
Maggie said community charge
You better watch out the governments at large
You dont fill it in f50 fine
So you better send it back in time
Dont pay the poll tax
Stick it up her arse
Fill in the sheet with all your fax
They screw you with their poll tax
Take from the poor give to the rich
Dosent that just make you sick
Dont pay the poll tax
Stick it up her arse
Politicians go here
Maggie thatcher flying there
All the unemployment cuts
Thats paying for their fares
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See these missiles in the air
All these missiles just for you
Pointed at me pointed at you
You're about to die
Dont ask me why
Wave bye bye
Dead
Parents take your children below
Is this what you planned for them
In four minutes time they will be dead
You're about to die
Dont ask me why
Wave bye bye
Dead
Just figures in governments game
You're to blame you're to blame
Was your vote that put them there
You're about to die
Dont ask me why
Wave bye bye
Dead
Why do childeren look to the sky
Watching death come from above
All those missiles just for us
Pointed at me pointed at you
Your rating:
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