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Coalition

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  • The revolution will be televised in Iran and the Holy Koran
    You can go on the internet, log in to your local war
    You can read your paper, receive a mental scar
    Get your happy meal in your happy car
    You can make more money, more money but still here you are
    You can hate, hate 'til you waste away
    You can come back tomorrow
    Jesus is not here today
    He's gone missing
    Lost in this place called religion
    I'm a muslim, I'm a Jew
    I'm a conquest clan, I'm a nigger too
    Wait for the crash, we're not built to last
    Won't you go on and on like Duracell
    Durex, no effects, yeah
    *** on a sale
    You can read and read
    'Til your eyes ******* bleed
    Either you give or you like to receive
    The revolution will be televised in Iran and the Holy Koran
    You can go on the internet, log in to your local war
    You can read your paper, receive a mental scar
    Gets your happy meal in your happy car
    You can make more money, more money but still here you are
    You can get killed by friendly fire
    You can get killed by friendly fire
    You can get killed by friendly fire
    You can get killed by friendly fire
    I wanna be the pope, I'm no hope
    I'm a desire
    You can do what you like
    Competition is none
    You can get it, come and get it
    Yeah, here you come
    You can watch Clark Gable, honey, cable
    You can build and build, yeah, take MySpace
    You can digest, digest
    You never see me place
    I've been here, I've been there
    I'll be your teddy, teddybear
    I don't care, I won't share
    By the way, what *** are you
    If you're a man, be a man
    But if you wanna be a woman
    I guess you do, do what you can, can
    You say you like girls, girls
    So why you're with boys
    And when I talk, talk, talk
    Just becomes noise
    When I'm surrounded by people
    How come I'm still lonely
    I guess it's my ego
    Thinks it's one and only
    Yeah, yeah
    I guess it's, I guess it's my ego
    I guess, I guess, I guess it's my ego
    I guess, I guess, I guess it's my ego
    Thinks it's one and only, yeah, yeah
    Do we go on and on
    Yeah, when I talk, talk
    Just becomes noise, noise
    How can I be surrounded by people
    And still be lonely
  • The revolution will be televised in Iran and the Holy Koran
    You can go on the internet, log in to your local war
    You can read your paper, receive a mental scar
    Get your happy meal in your happy car
    You can make more money, more money but still here you are
    You can hate, hate 'til you waste away
    You can come back tomorrow
    Jesus is not here today
    He's gone missing
    Lost in this place called religion
    I'm a muslim, I'm a Jew
    I'm a conquest clan, I'm a nigger too
    Wait for the crash, we're not built to last
    Won't you go on and on like Duracell
    Durex, no effects, yeah
    *** on a sale
    You can read and read
    'Til your eyes ******* bleed
    Either you give or you like to receive
    The revolution will be televised in Iran and the Holy Koran
    You can go on the internet, log in to your local war
    You can read your paper, receive a mental scar
    Gets your happy meal in your happy car
    You can make more money, more money but still here you are
    You can get killed by friendly fire
    You can get killed by friendly fire
    You can get killed by friendly fire
    You can get killed by friendly fire
    I wanna be the pope, I'm no hope
    I'm a desire
    You can do what you like
    Competition is none
    You can get it, come and get it
    Yeah, here you come
    You can watch Clark Gable, honey, cable
    You can build and build, yeah, take MySpace
    You can digest, digest
    You never see me place
    I've been here, I've been there
    I'll be your teddy, teddybear
    I don't care, I won't share
    By the way, what *** are you
    If you're a man, be a man
    But if you wanna be a woman
    I guess you do, do what you can, can
    You say you like girls, girls
    So why you're with boys
    And when I talk, talk, talk
    Just becomes noise
    When I'm surrounded by people
    How come I'm still lonely
    I guess it's my ego
    Thinks it's one and only
    Yeah, yeah
    I guess it's, I guess it's my ego
    I guess, I guess, I guess it's my ego
    I guess, I guess, I guess it's my ego
    Thinks it's one and only, yeah, yeah
    Do we go on and on
    Yeah, when I talk, talk
    Just becomes noise, noise
    How can I be surrounded by people
    And still be lonely