Cobra, cobra, cobra
Dead weight
Cobra, cobra, cobra
The world got dropped, left covered in rust
We'll rule it with an iron fist behind a drum beat
Again
It's all over, you motherfuckers
The moral to story is shit to a rug
Two fingers up if judgment comes
And one keg stand
For Satan
Weak-hearted sorry fakers
In times of danger they just fold up and run
If you are, you are
Dead weight
Cobra, cobra, cobra
Dead weight
Cobra, cobra, cobra
Infection spread like iron to rust
The cure for the disease, like chain links
Surrounded me
Sometimes they are
Dead weight
Cobra, cobra, cobra
The world got dropped, left covered in rust
We'll rule it with an iron fist behind a drum beat
Again
It's all over, you motherfuckers
The moral to story is shit to a rug
Two fingers up if judgment comes
And one keg stand
For Satan
Weak-hearted sorry fakers
In times of danger they just fold up and run
If you are, you are
Dead weight
Cobra, cobra, cobra
Dead weight
Cobra, cobra, cobra
Infection spread like iron to rust
The cure for the disease, like chain links
Surrounded me
Sometimes they are
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