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Slim Pickens Does The Right Thing And Rides The Bomb To Hell

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I'm the one you pushed aside
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But it's coming back to you
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Yeah it's coming back to you -hey!
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Run to the sound
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Take it back and double down
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'Cause it's coming back to you
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Yeah it's coming back to you
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Well
Ah-ah-ah Well we're pouring gasoline
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So dance around the fire that we once believed in
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Ah-ah-ah It'll never be the same, now
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'Cause there's nothing left for us to be
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Give it up the champions of greed
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So come around and have another round on me
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Dance fucker Dance, let the motherfucker burn -hey!
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Snake's in the grass while you are living in the past
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Say what're you gonna do?
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Yeah what're you gonna do? -hey!
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Earn never learn
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When you're cheering while it burns
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Yeah we're coming after you
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Yeah we're coming after you -hey!
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Slim Pickens well he does the right thing
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And he rides the bomb to hell
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Yeah he rides the bomb to hell
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Watch the pulse, it quickens after every little sting
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If you're gonna go to hell
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Drinking up you might as well
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Are you really gonna take it like that?
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Riding on a missile with a cowboy hat, and
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Ah-ah-ah Well the world is gonna end
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So dance around the fire that we once believed in
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Ah-ah-ah Wanna tear it down again, now
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'Cause there's nothing left for us to be
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Give it up the sons of anarchy
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So come around and have another round on me
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Dance fucker Dance, let the motherfucker burn! -hey!
 Dm 
(Solo)
Are you really gonna take it like that?
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Riding on the missile with the baseball bat, and
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Ah-ah-ah Well We're pouring gasoline
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So dance around the fire that we once believed in
 Dm                           Ab                             F                         C 
Ah-ah-ah It'll never be the same
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The takers and the liers that we all believed in
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Ah-ah-ah Well we're going down in flames
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So dance around the fire
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We dance around the fire
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'Cause it's never left for us to be
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Give it up the champions of grief
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So come around and have another round on me
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Hey! -hey!
Dance fucker Dance, let the motherfucker burn! -hey!