Текст песни с аккордами
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Am C G D
I'm better red than dead,
C D C Am
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!
C G D
Gotta a fucking reason now,
Gotta fucking reason, gotta fucking reason
Am C D
Whatcha gonna do when the gang is wearing blue?
Am C D
Whatcha gonna say when the gangster wears grey?
Am C D F G
MOA - they're all insane!
Am C D
MOA - militia on acid, militia on acid, militia on acid -
Am
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!
C G Am
They know that I've got Lenins and Hitlers dicks in my arse,
C G Am
They know that I'm sick dead or red that I need injections and not their sticks,
C G E
I know their hopes: I'm the man and they've got my dope,
Am C D
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!
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