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Adrenalin O D Humungousfungusamongus

Surround yourself with lots of friends But you're all alone when you climb in bed You can be like everyone else I only answer to myself It's bound

I'm all excited, I'm goin' fishin' I got a new pole that's really bitchin' Gonna catch Blue gills, bass and trout Drink lots o beer and scream and shout

Armies march in darkness Training to attack For years of senseless crushing They're gonna fight back Coming out of the woodwork Infesting every pore

You wanna pray Well you know you gotta pay 'Cause the church can only hear the sound of change Falwell is on TV again He wants you to pay For his new

Fuck the neighbors hate the kids Fuck the neighbors hate the wife Fuck the neighbors hate the guy Fuck the neighbors wish they'd die Their leaves always

In this infinite galaxy We conceived to be Adrenalin O.D. Was it late? No, it was destiny The will of the gods made it to be No escape from our demonic

Implications running rampant Mayhem in the streets They've blocked off all the boundaries Armed themselves to the teeth Back up reinforcements Line