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A bit of the old A bit of the old Ultra Violence
A bit of the old A bit of the old Ultra Violence
In a world, in a world of violent people can we live
Can we live in harmony And can we trust,
Trust in "every other person that we meet
could be a serial killer in your dreams"
But now I know I know I know I really know
What we're made of, make me scream and make me
go-a-woah-a-woah-a-woah, woah ...And make me cry:
just make me feel and make me lie and make me
I don't think we need a war
I don't think we need a war
There's something they're not telling US
There's something we don't know
All the dice are rolling but it feels like we're not playing
All of US distracted and looking the other way...
A bit of the old A bit of the old Ultra Violence
A bit of the old A bit of the old Ultra Violence
Now I'm grown
Now I'm old but I do not know why
They say we're intellectual and civilized
but are we wise to deception and to lies?
ENCOURAGED WE ARE AS A GROUP NOT TO ASK "WHY?" Why... Why?
I can't stop it from happening.
I- I Can't stop it Stop it Stop it
A bit of the old(A bit of the ole) A bit of the old Ultra Violence
A bit of the old(A bit of the ole) A bit of the old Ultra Violence
