The Crocketts - 1939 Returning. 'When 1939 does return, I hope the first fucking bomb lands right in the middle of Ibiza'
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Lyrics:
Well I was wondering
Do as I choose
Or follow the ancient
chip off the block
Well I was thinking
I'll wear a rose
and in the morning
I'll be your dog
President of presidents the killer's here to take your life
We are not learning
1939 returning
We are not learning
1939 returning
If bricks were circular
The wind would come in
And we would all freeze
but I would be laughing
Humans or animals
we do as we please
Control is the currency
the vultures disease
President of presidents the killer's here to take your life
We are not learning
1939 returning
We are not learning
1939 returning
Naked, naked, naked, naked,
naked, naked, naked, naked
Naked solo renegade
The bodies of other animals will be my grave
No words, conscience, clothes or name
flesh in the natural chain
We are not learning
1939 returning
We are not learning
1939 returning
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