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Rage Against The Machine:Bulls On Parade
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- This song is featured in the video game Guitar Hero III: Legends of Rock
Come with it now, come with it now
The microphone explodes, shattering the molds
Either drop tha hits like de-la-o, or get tha fuck off tha commode
Wit tha sure shot, sure ta make tha bodies drop
Drop an don't copy, yo, don't call this a co-opt
Terror rains, drenchin', quenchin' tha thirst of tha power dons
That five-sided fist-a-gon
Tha rotten sore on tha face of Mother Earth gets bigger
Tha trigger's cold, empty ya purse
Rally round the family with a pocket full of shells
They rally round the family with a pocket full of shells
They rally round the family with a pocket full of shells
They rally round the family with a pocket full of shells
Weapons, not food, not homes, not shoes, not need
Just feed tha war, cannibal animal
I walk tha corner to tha rubble that used to be a library
Line up to tha mind cemetery now
What we don't know keeps tha contracts alive and movin'
They don't gotta burn tha books, they just remove 'em
While arms warehouses fill as quick as tha cells
Rally round the family, pockets full of shells
Rally round the family with a pocket full of shells
They rally round the family with a pocket full of shells
They rally round the family with a pocket full of shells
They rally round the family with a pocket full of shells
Bulls on parade
Come with it now, come with it now
Bulls on parade
Bulls on parade
Bulls on parade
Bulls on parade
Bulls on parade
The microphone explodes, shattering the molds
Either drop tha hits like de-la-o, or get tha fuck off tha commode
Wit tha sure shot, sure ta make tha bodies drop
Drop an don't copy, yo, don't call this a co-opt
Terror rains, drenchin', quenchin' tha thirst of tha power dons
That five-sided fist-a-gon
Tha rotten sore on tha face of Mother Earth gets bigger
Tha trigger's cold, empty ya purse
Rally round the family with a pocket full of shells
They rally round the family with a pocket full of shells
They rally round the family with a pocket full of shells
They rally round the family with a pocket full of shells
Weapons, not food, not homes, not shoes, not need
Just feed tha war, cannibal animal
I walk tha corner to tha rubble that used to be a library
Line up to tha mind cemetery now
What we don't know keeps tha contracts alive and movin'
They don't gotta burn tha books, they just remove 'em
While arms warehouses fill as quick as tha cells
Rally round the family, pockets full of shells
Rally round the family with a pocket full of shells
They rally round the family with a pocket full of shells
They rally round the family with a pocket full of shells
They rally round the family with a pocket full of shells
Bulls on parade
Come with it now, come with it now
Bulls on parade
Bulls on parade
Bulls on parade
Bulls on parade
Bulls on parade
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