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Here's the story of three punks with a burning desire, To be gangsters to be guns for hire |
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Moreland Ave. on a hot summer night, Pete wanted to kill someone and do it tonight |
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He's the boy that did the ultimate sin, Got the blood of christ dripping from his skin |
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With his silver spoon and his beady eyes, He decided who should live and who should die |
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Murderer, Pete is a Murderer |
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Dressed in suits, dressed for the kill, Walking to the bridge at the bottom of the hill |
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Looked for a passed out bum and they found one, Pete slit his throat just for fun |
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The bum went running through the bushes and weeds, They held his arms and made him bleed |
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Headlights flashing and the world spun around, The man was screaming when he hit the ground |
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Murderer, Paul is a Murderer |
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I wept and wondered what should I say, About the children who threw a man's life away |
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Were you men or were you gods, Or suburban brats whose lives were a fraud |
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Scum like you don't deserve to live free, I think you'd look good hanging from a tree |
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No remorse when you dealt all of the spades, I hope you get raped in jail and die of aids |
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Murderer, Francois is a Murder |
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Who should live and who should die (3x) |
