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Blame it on the MasonsBlame it on the richBlame it on the oil wellsBlame it on the sickBlame it on the meetingsin the fancy hotel roomsBlame it on everybody else,but never keep the blame for youThey say we're all like butterflies,flapping in the windAffecting all that's around uswith the slightest bit of grinSo why put the blame on all of them,why not keep it for you and me?After all, we've put our work inIt's about time we get to beMasters of DestructionBlame it on the taxesBlame it on the heatBlame it on the constructionof the never ending streetSongtexteBlame it on the jet plane;the flying war machineBlame it on the punditsyapping on your TV screenThey say we're all like butterflies,flapping in the windAffecting all that's around uswith the slightest bit of grinSo why put the blame on all of them,why not keep it for you and me?After all, we've put our work inIt's about time we get to beMasters of DestructionPass that bucket, round and roundKeep drawing names til we all fall downIt's the bucket of blameThe bucket of blameAs long as there's names, there's blame to be foundGather round, we're going to paint the townWith the bucket of blameThe bucket of blameBlame it on the elephantsand their finely-funded witsBlame it on the donkeysand their nasty hind leg kicksBlame it on the whiskeyresting up on that top shelfBlame it on the blamerswho keep the blame for themselvesThey say we're all like butterflies,flapping in the windAffecting all that's around uswith the slightest bit of grinSo why put the blame on all of them,why not keep it for you and me?After all, we've put our work inIt's about time we get to beMasters of Destruction Aus Songtexte Mania