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Woman Sweet Stuff - U.s.sin

It´s the voice, blinding glow in your mind First rejoice, then a hearse full of cry It´s the light, glinting gold for to steal Gnawin´ grab, makes you don´t want to feel Anything And you know that you should, if there was Any church, yes you would Now you know all the bad things you made Say hello, ´cause this is The U.S.A. Just a dream Chorus: Celebrate the death Hit your brother, hit your mate Come to execute All of this came from Hollywood It´s the fruit, sweet apple in your hands So let´s taste, than you will understand It´s the sin, now you know it´s too late To find a sense, to throw it all away To be good To make your spirit clean To stop this lapse, to wash your dirty skin Now you know all the bad things you made Say hello, ´cause this is The U.S.A. Just a dream Chorus: Celebrate the death Hit your brother, hit your mate Come to execute All of this came from Hollywood Heamorrage to the head Leave your lover, leave your friend Can´t do what you feel Hide your love to "happymeal" So crowded place, but there´s no one to hold Your tired hands, ´cause you work for to know A real life, girl the life that you wish To be a star, or to be a bitch Now it´s the same Try to go out to plead Love to pray, or to see you on your knees Now you know all the bad things you made Say hello, ´cause this is The U.S.A. Just a dream Chorus: Celebrate the death Hit your brother, hit your mate Come to execute All of this came from Hollywood Heamorrage to the head Leave your lover, leave your friend Can´t do what you feel Hide your love to "happymeal"

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