Germs - Lexicon Devil lyrics

I'm a lexicon devil with a Battered brain And I'm searchin' for a future- The world's my aim So gimme gimme your hands- Gimme gimme your minds Gimme gimme this-gimme Gimme tha-yea-yea-t... I want toy tin soldiers that can Push and shove I want gunboy rovers that'll Wreck this club I'll build you up and level your heads We'll run it my way cold men And politics dead... [Chorus] I'll get silver guns to drip old blood Let's give this established Joke a shove We're gonna wreak havoc On the rancid mill I'm serachin' for something Even if I'm killed... [Chorus] Empty out your pockets-you Don't need their change I'm giving you the power To rearrange Together we'll run to the Highest prop Tear it down and let it drop...away... [Chorus]

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