[George Carlin sample]
That's right, I'm a loyal American and I'm not happy
Unless I've let government and industry poison me a little bit every day
Let me have a few hundred thousand carcinogens here
Ahh, a little cancer never hurt anybody
Everybody needs a little cancer I think
It's good for you
[Bronze Nazareth]
Yo, and as he wrote his will, it gave me the chills
Something in the shadows, you know how that goes
And crosses don't share emotions, barely floating
Holding in words that's causing emotion
Just like the ocean breeze teases you with summer
Something living under my consciousness, what's the next obstacle?
The next platform is chains, but we act like everything is the same
Everything's arranged as far as we know
But I can feel it in my chromosomes
Something ain't right, I always wondered what's the trouble at night
What's the thunder feel like, when the cancer cells bite
I'm like flights in the night, cruise with no eyes
When the condition got me down, I tried to stay high
Fuck Vietnam, Agent Orange and flouride
I got sore eyes from the burn of a scorn life
A chemo therapy, atoms you brought home those nights
That's right, I'm a loyal American and I'm not happy
Unless I've let government and industry poison me a little bit every day
Let me have a few hundred thousand carcinogens here
Ahh, a little cancer never hurt anybody
Everybody needs a little cancer I think
It's good for you
[Bronze Nazareth]
Yo, and as he wrote his will, it gave me the chills
Something in the shadows, you know how that goes
And crosses don't share emotions, barely floating
Holding in words that's causing emotion
Just like the ocean breeze teases you with summer
Something living under my consciousness, what's the next obstacle?
The next platform is chains, but we act like everything is the same
Everything's arranged as far as we know
But I can feel it in my chromosomes
Something ain't right, I always wondered what's the trouble at night
What's the thunder feel like, when the cancer cells bite
I'm like flights in the night, cruise with no eyes
When the condition got me down, I tried to stay high
Fuck Vietnam, Agent Orange and flouride
I got sore eyes from the burn of a scorn life
A chemo therapy, atoms you brought home those nights
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