"Lexicon Devil" lyrics - D.I.

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...

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I'll get silver guns to drip old blood let's give this established joke a shove we're gonna wreak havoc on this rancid mill I'm searchin' for something even if I'm killed...

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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...

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