MD.45 Chutney
(Some Lyrics Are Sung Simultaneously
Some Lyrics Are In One
Maybe you might have heard
But no one spoke a word
The
Don't wanna talk about it
Don't wanna read about it
Don't wanna
Don't wanna talk about itDon't wanna read about itDon't wanna
Fight, something's different
Hate, something's different
Fight, something's diff
Freedom, justice, power of reason
Peace, opportunity, compassion, equal equality
An old man cuts his face
But not because the razor's
I'm the demon, you can trust me
I'm the demon as
Dig in the trash, there's nothing to eatSores on my
All I need's a highway sign to destinate my life
Play
From the dust of which I came
To dust I return
Locked in battle hardened
Deep despair and doubt
A gaggle of grenades
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