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- Paradise Now
(One, two, three, four)
(One, two, three, four)
Do better
How you sell your soul for numeral?
No backbone, you jellyfish
Oui, oui, oui, ooh-la-la
Sir, you're a yes man
Real rock and roll star
Hustler on the corner
Big chip on my shoulder
Ain't no bitch in my program
Big mouth on my chest
I fuck the world with no rubber on
Turn me up, can't shut me up
(Oh, shit)
Too real for this world, too real for this world
Too real for this world, too real for this world
If you put a gun to my head, then shoot me dead
If you put a gun to my head, then shoot me dead
Too real for this world, too real for this world
Too real for this world, too real for this world
If you put a gun to my head, then shoot me dead
If you put a gun to my head, then shoot me dead
Do better
How you sell your soul for numeral?
No backbone, you jellyfish
Oui, oui, oui, ooh-la-la
Sir, you're a yes man
Do better
How you sell your soul for numeral?
No backbone, you jellyfish
Oui, oui, oui, ooh-la-la
Sir, you're a yes man
Bubble heads babble on, burn down Babylon
Black on all sides, my heart is watermelon
Bomb, bomb, bomb, bomb falling from the skies
Bomb, bomb spawned by the Stars and Stripes
Too real for this world, too real for this world
Too real for this world, too real for this world
If you put a gun to my head, then shoot me dead
If you put a gun to my head, then shoot me dead
Do better
How you sell your soul for numeral?
No backbone, you jellyfish
Oui, oui, oui, ooh-la-la
Sir, you're a yes man
Do better
How you sell your soul for numeral?
No backbone, you jellyfish
Oui, oui, oui, ooh-la-la
Sir, you're a yes man
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