Blues March - Art Blakey, The Jazz Messengers

'Look Alive Sunshine*

109 in the sky but the pigs won’t quit

You’re here with me

Dr. DeathDefying

I’ll be you surgeon, your proctor, your helicopter

Pumping up the slaughtermatic sounds to keep you live

A system failure for the masses

Anti-matter for the master plan

Louder than god’s revolver and twice as shiny

This ones for all you rock and rollers

All you crash queens and motivators"

'LISTEN UP!

THE FUTURE IS BULLETPROOF!

THE AFTERMATH IS SECONDARY!

It’s time to do it now and do it loud

KILLJOYS, MAKE SOME NOISE!"

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For My Security (NA-NA-NANANA)

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To to every enemy (NA-NA-NANANA)

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We’re on their property (NA-NA-NANANA)

Stand-ing-in-a-V-for-mat-ion

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Drop like a bullet shell (NA-NA-NANANA)

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Just like a sleeper cell (NA-NA-NANANA)

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Id rather go to hell (NA-NA-NANANA)

Then be in a purgatory

Cut my hair

Gag and bore me

Pull this pin

Let this world

Ex-plode