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Head for the hills, there's a firestorm coming
Where are you going to hide?
Watching the grains of the hourglass falling
Clutching the hands of time

Preachers sell god for money
Cause everything has a price
American milk and honey
I'll never be bitten twice

Bang bang you're dead
So come and join the living
More tears are shed
Don't be the unforgiven
Bang bang you're dead

Watching tv but the ads are better
Craving for passion online
Blaming the crimes on a video horror
It's happening all of the time

Military rules and honor
They're playing games with your head
Sycophant schools and scholars
Will sell the death to the dead

Bang bang you're dead
So come and join the living
More tears are shed
Don't be the unforgiven
Bang bang you're dead

(And I saw 17,000 kids which raised their hands like this,
Which is the sign of the devil, and they said Ozzy, Ozzy, Ozzy...)

Preachers sell god for money
They're playing games with your head
American milk and honey
Will sell the death to the dead

Bang bang you're dead
So come and join the living
More tears are shed
Don't be the unforgiven
Bang bang you're dead
Head for the hills, there's a firestorm coming   Where are you going to hide?   Watching the grains of the hourglass falling   Clutching the hands of time      Preachers sell god for money   Cause everything has a price   American milk and honey   I'll never be bitten twice      Bang bang you're dead   So come and join the living   More tears are shed   Don't be the unforgiven   Bang bang you're dead      Watching tv but the ads are better   Craving for passion online   Blaming the crimes on a video horror   It's happening all of the time      Military rules and honor   They're playing games with your head   Sycophant schools and scholars   Will sell the death to the dead      Bang bang you're dead   So come and join the living   More tears are shed   Don't be the unforgiven   Bang bang you're dead      (And I saw 17,000 kids which raised their hands like this,   Which is the sign of the devil, and they said Ozzy, Ozzy, Ozzy...)      Preachers sell god for money   They're playing games with your head   American milk and honey   Will sell the death to the dead      Bang bang you're dead   So come and join the living   More tears are shed   Don't be the unforgiven   Bang bang you're dead