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I got your skinny hipsmachine gun in the brainsomeone light the touch paperyou're napalm crack cocaineyou lick the itchyou trip the switchoooooohhhhI'm sitting on a stockpilesomeone light the fuseI'll make a pretty fucking messwhen I rain down on youI got your skinny hipsmachine gun in the brainsomeone light the touch paperyou're napalm crack cocaineyou lick the itchyou trip the switchoooooohhhhI run a million milesI burn it in the dustI got a double helixwe keep it between friendssomeone stole the other halfto drive me round the bend From Letras Mania