King Missile
King Missile - Happy Hour lyrics
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In this happy sing-song hell hole In this torture house of glee In this perfect playpen prison There's so much to do and see On this euthanasia morning Colorful carnival of pain Let us drink delicious poison If they won't let us, let's complain Genetic engineers Crucified our sacred hymns While flesh fell off our bodies And we lost our limbs
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Language: English
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- Country: United States
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