Из альбома: Blast Tyrant
Please allow me to adjust my pants
So that I may dance the good time dance
And put the onlookers and innocent bystanders into a trance
Give disease so the swine will marry and propagate lies
Tough luck for elected officials The beast you see got fifty eyes
Bring it on home, spread the wealth Play it cool, the hand's been dealt
Now, all the odds are in our favor Save the victory speeches for later
Streets on fire, the mob goes wild
21 guns, box made of pine, letter from the government sealed and signed
Delivered Federal Express on your mother's doorstep
Condoleeza Rice is nice, but I prefer A-Roni
And that man on the TV who speaks to the dead, you know that man's a phony
Everybody move to Canada and smoke lots of pot
Everybody move to Canada right now Here's how we do it:
Bum rush the border guard before he and his dog ever knew it
Streets on fire, the mob goes wild
21 guns, box made of pine, letter from the government sealed and signed
Delivered Federal Express on your mother's doorstep