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Incoming!

Aristocrats' heads in baskets victims of a system they perpetuate
Roaring crowds call for blood under a perfect sky

My neck hurts
My neck hurts
Such serious human behaviour
My neck hurts
My neck hurts
Just because your head's in the bottom of a basket

A death bomb exploding in a war of pointlessness and hatered
The trenches filled with blood under a smoke filled sky

My neck hurts
My neck hurts
Such serious human behaviour
My neck hurts
My neck hurts
Just because a bullet smashed this poor pawn's spine

Here comes a candle to light you to bed
Here comes a chopper to chop off your head

Knights Templar murderous dogs killing for a god they cannot see
Crusade forth in darkness under a perfect sky

My neck hurts
My neck hurts
Such serious human behaviour
My neck hurts
My neck hurts
Just because my home is holy land
Incoming!      Aristocrats' heads in baskets victims of a system they perpetuate   Roaring crowds call for blood under a perfect sky      My neck hurts   My neck hurts   Such serious human behaviour   My neck hurts   My neck hurts   Just because your head's in the bottom of a basket      A death bomb exploding in a war of pointlessness and hatered   The trenches filled with blood under a smoke filled sky      My neck hurts   My neck hurts   Such serious human behaviour   My neck hurts   My neck hurts   Just because a bullet smashed this poor pawn's spine      Here comes a candle to light you to bed   Here comes a chopper to chop off your head      Knights Templar murderous dogs killing for a god they cannot see   Crusade forth in darkness under a perfect sky      My neck hurts   My neck hurts   Such serious human behaviour   My neck hurts   My neck hurts   Just because my home is holy land