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Red Diaper Doper Babies
Runnin' round in my head
Dancing little devil children
shooting drugs in my head

Their mind's a commie propaganda
with evil in their eyes
Cold hearts and rebel music
telling you united lies

In the morning my thought are conceived
by the candlelight they soon die
They're never the same with each passing day
or each passing tide
Cutting the fat from the cat
that's diseased to the bone
Decaying and rotting
left to die all alone

Now I gather constellations
and I try to keep them in line
I give what I take
and I take what is mine
Soon the skies will be clear
and the slaves they will retire
For the duties, they are done
and the freedom they desire

Now I gather constellations
and I try to keep them in line
I give what I take
and I take what is mine
Soon the skies will be clear
and the slaves they will retire
For the duties, they are done
and the freedom they desire

Desire drives the car
that's the destination of man
the sun moves the stars
where the moon comfortably stands
Guns equal ignorance but are the loudest speaker
Ignorance fuels anger like a nuclear powered heater
Guns equal ignorance but are the loudest speaker
Guns equal ignorance but are the loudest speaker

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from E​.​P. in the Butt, released July 1, 2008

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