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Dancehall Satan lyrics - Wait Until They're Crispy


Title: Wait Until They're Crispy
Artist: Dancehall Satan
Album: Previously Unreleased
Year: 2004
Submitted by: euronymus


in school we raised our satan's circle
and choked the christianz with our girdle
now we eat yer kidz away
10 to go on ostalb-bay
we'll make a hot grill-party night
bring ketch-up, don't forget yer child
come on you fuckz do us that favor
yer kidz, they have that special flavour

revolution 666
we goad the poor to eat the rich
revolution 666
we'll make this planet badly itch

no use to cry, no use to pray
your beloved kids, they passed away
don't worry, they're in my promised land
exploring my digestive tract instead of holy sand
ostalb-bay is now ok
but this is just tha starting day
we have to overcome the nation
bomb the state and fuck the station

 

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