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Embalmed in napalm
A struggle for power
In the belly of the beast
Disneyland debutantes
Table dance for dollars
While Silicone soldiers wear Versace fatigues
And everyday I look I see the devil in the mirror
I've been blinded by illusion
Perfection can't be attained
That's why
Ouiga we don't want to tell the future
Roast the pigs with pineapples and smiles and tenderness
Poison a chicken
And it will predict the future
Hellhounds and witches are sniffing at my door
Over the borders we've been trading human skin
And everyday I look I see the devil in the mirror
I've been praying to bleeding statues dining with these hungry ghosts
That's why
Ouiga we don't want to tell the future
Roast the pigs with pineapples and smiles and tenderness
You've got a chip on your shoulder
There's a target on my chest
I've got a secret that I'm dying to confess
I've been blinded by the future
Present life cannot sustain
That's why
Ouiga we don't want to tell the future
Roast the pigs with pineapples and smiles and tenderness
Ticker tape parades   Embalmed in napalm    A struggle for power    In the belly of the beast    Disneyland debutantes    Table dance for dollars    While Silicone soldiers wear Versace fatigues    And everyday I look I see the devil in the mirror    I've been blinded by illusion    Perfection can't be attained    That's why    Ouiga we don't want to tell the future    Roast the pigs with pineapples and smiles and tenderness    Poison a chicken    And it will predict the future    Hellhounds and witches are sniffing at my door    Over the borders we've been trading human skin    And everyday I look I see the devil in the mirror    I've been praying to bleeding statues dining with these hungry ghosts    That's why    Ouiga we don't want to tell the future    Roast the pigs with pineapples and smiles and tenderness    You've got a chip on your shoulder    There's a target on my chest    I've got a secret that I'm dying to confess    I've been blinded by the future    Present life cannot sustain    That's why    Ouiga we don't want to tell the future    Roast the pigs with pineapples and smiles and tenderness