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F.D.C. I slap you, but
S.C.S. you love it and
B.D.S. I shoot down with
ICBM, no escape
You crouch down
holding your tongue,
You grasp with
a hand full of dirt
Last counterattack of dying ants
You'll be dead

Throw abaut!
No one cares after all
Out of shape - addicted
Out of step - addicted
Out of touch - arrested

F.D.C. I don't need but
S.D.F. you hang around with
S.F.L. I send you some
ICBM, no escape
I squeeze down
a glass of water
splashing with
a hand full of pieces
Last counterattack of shining ants
You'll be dead

Kick about!
No one cares after all
Out of shape - addicted
Out of step - addicted
Out of touch - arrested
Frankly nit-pick
Quickly nit-pick

I won't tell you
which one what means
F.D.C. I slap you, but   S.C.S. you love it and   B.D.S. I shoot down with   ICBM, no escape   You crouch down   holding your tongue,   You grasp with   a hand full of dirt   Last counterattack of dying ants   You'll be dead      Throw abaut!   No one cares after all   Out of shape - addicted   Out of step - addicted   Out of touch - arrested      F.D.C. I don't need but   S.D.F. you hang around with   S.F.L. I send you some   ICBM, no escape   I squeeze down   a glass of water   splashing with   a hand full of pieces   Last counterattack of shining ants   You'll be dead      Kick about!   No one cares after all   Out of shape - addicted   Out of step - addicted   Out of touch - arrested   Frankly nit-pick   Quickly nit-pick      I won't tell you   which one what means