PsychoRiflePowerHypnotized - Skin Yard

Say, love

You know I’m going down

The fire is at my feet

My head just spins around

Say, man

You know it’s getting hard

Twenty little cops are coming

And I fear they’ll never stop

Multiplying

Dividing into more

Multiplying

Dividing into more

Hey, now

You know I’ve seen it before

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Power is the lord

Right there

Well, behind paper doors

They wait, psychoriflehypnotized

My God, there’s more

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Up against the wall, you motherfucker

Who’s your mother now?

You’ve got your rights

And nothing at all

Say, love

What’s going down?

I see you cut your hair

But what’s with that gun?

Say, babe

I love it when you joke around

But what’s with that badge?

Watch where you’re pointing that gun

Up against the wall

You, mother and father

You chase around the head

Well, you think this is America

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