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[Originally by F.U.] Five years ago you were safe with your TV Never even though what your future might be Now you're just a packrat picking through the rubble Scared of your own shadow trying to hide from the trouble Where is that comfort to which you were devoted? Weren't you surprised when your world exploded? Your hiding days are over now that we've found you Resist or surrender doesn't matter we'll destroy you Warlords join us or we'll blow you away Maybe you got brains maybe you're ruthless Maybe you're lucky and we might let you join us Maybe you just got something that we need Your house or your food or your guns or your body Don't ask us for mercy we don't know what it means The closest friend I got is my m-16 We like to have fun we love to go berserk Murder rape and pillage hey it's all in a days work Warlords join us or we'll blow you away A trail of victims a legacy of blood We left the competition bleeding in the mud We got the numbers we got the guns And if you got more than us we know enough to run Warlords join us or we'll blow you away From Letras Mania