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I'm a lexicon devil with a battered brain And I'm lookin' for a future - the world's my aim So gimme gimme your hands Gimme gimme your minds Gimme gimme this Gimme gimme tha-yea-yea-t... I want toy tin soldiers that can push and shove I want gunboy rovers that'll wreck this club I'll build you up and level your heads We'll run it my way cold men and politics dead... I'm a lexicon devil with a battered brain And I'm lookin' for a future - the world's my aim So gimme gimme your hands Gimme gimme your minds Gimme gimme this Gimme gimme tha-yea-yea-t... I'll get silver guns to drip old blood Let's give this establishment joke a shove We're gonna wreak havoc on this rancid mill I'm searchin' for something even if I'm killed... I'm a lexicon devil with a battered brain And I'm lookin' for a future - the world's my aim Letras de cancionesSo gimme gimme your hands Gimme gimme your minds Gimme gimme this Gimme gimme tha-yea-yea-t... Empty out your pockets - you don't need their change I'm giving you the power to rearrange Together we'll run to the highest prop Tear it down and let it drop... away... I'm a lexicon devil with a battered brain And I'm lookin' for a future - the world's my aim So gimme gimme your hands Gimme gimme your minds Gimme gimme this Gimme gimme tha-yea-yea-t... From Letras Mania