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Give the boy a uniform, a unicorn, a horn, a sawn off shotgun and a |
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cause... an ORDER. Cross a border. Tell him "Heads must roll!" Can fetch |
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them back on poles. No rules except "Amuse yourself, abuse at leisure. |
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Steal the treasure. Screw and sweat. She'll swear in another alphabet. It's |
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meaningless... no soul." |
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You'll reap and you shall sow. You'll rape, you'll know that God's will is |
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mysterious. Delerious. The fire burns inside. Outside the napalm forms a |
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molten tower. Fit for Kings! FOR YOU! You're everything. You're golden. |
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Take your role in history. Maybe you're just a number but WE know your |
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name and we'll remember. Yes, we'll remember 'til the end of time (so back |
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in line you asshole!) |
