Текст, перевод и аккорды “Militia On Acid”
- I'm better red than dead, I'm better red, red, red than dead, I better eat my brain for breakfast, And make it, do it, make it fast! I can not live, I can not die, I'm so confused - I'm forced to lie! Gotta a fucking reason now, Gotta fucking reason, gotta fucking reason CHORUS Whatcha gonna do when the gang is wearing blue?!? Whatcha gonna say when the gangster wears grey?!? MOA - they're all insane! MOA - militia on acid, militia on acid, militia on acid - We are all insane! I'm not a mouse, I'm not a man, I'm just an empty beer can. I can not hear my own farts, I guess I've lost some brain parts. At first they crucified, But then they satisfied. I'm at a loss - it's suicide! Dontcha fucking get it?! Dontcha fucking get it?! Whatcha gonna do when the gang is wearing blue?!? Whatcha gonna say when the gangster wears grey?!? MOA - they're all insane! MOA - militia on acid, militia on acid, militia on acid - We are all insane! They know that I've got Lenins & Hitlers dicks in my arse, They know that I'm sick, dead or red, that I need injections & not their sticks, I know their hopes: I'm the man and they've got my dope, Well, FUCK YOU COP, I know what you want, I know your men-ta-li-ty!!! Whatcha gonna do when the gang is wearing blue?!? Whatcha gonna say when the gangster wears grey?!? MOA - they're all insane! MOA - militia on acid, militia on acid, militia on acid - We are all insane! SOLO + damage the enemy- don't let him die! let him lie!
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