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Peter robbed the steaks a tounge for battle C say came to play? then ran for coverI dont know just arrived home Soup is on the tablegrilled cheese and cambells fuel the troops for fighting i burned my tounge but, show no sign of pain or fearTo much rain to fight today, ohhhhnooooo.Skinned up knees and grassy strains, ohhhhnooooo.but we got ground to stand today and we wont stay in doors.Chupacabra on the wingnow come back down sirBently cleared his plate and then cleared Toto's put my faith in bare and ?? talkyou can hide but i smell it stinking wet fur, you don't seem to mind it.you can hide but they'll find you my team of black birds you can hide but they'll find youThey'll see you tilt behind the bushSongtexte??????????Shallow Breathing ????????and if we take this battle to the water you'll be stripped of skin by dancing otters do you feel that slim between your toesthe screeching eels are singing, yayayayayayayayayayaThey'll pull you down and poke your eyes, till we damnTo much rain to fight today, ohhhhnoooooSkinned up knees and grassy strains, ohhhhnooooobut we got ground to stand today and we wont stay in doors for anyone Little lumps of earth under their nails Little pink round boys that smell like moss Escaping out the door before she could Protect their noses from the frost Little fingers on the triggerLittle minds right on the cusOn pointing guns at one another Tree trimmers starting at the trunkI took the neighbors dogs we set our course for north My comrad took his ??? bastard bid, of course born on the blackest ?scout? he and i took the leadwe pressed forward in the night We were using hands as gun, They pulled their fingers back like they had bows.They grabbed their chest like they'd been shot, we chucked crabapple forth like they were bombs.We were using hands as gun, They pulled their fingers back like they had bows.They grabbed their chest like they'd been shot, we chucked crabapple forth like they were bombs.and through the neighbors lawnsOver the miles of villages we tear up flowers melting satless in their filthy beds ?straps were mess of birds?my skin a swollen greyI patch his wounds up with my shirtand scrap the mud away (we just arrived over the hill, ?????)We point and shoot never ask why.?tree fingers and trigger fingers alike? you both agree THIS IS A WAR!(THIS IS A WAR!)I'll be the dirt solider caught up in the grey war I'll be the dirt solider sent onto To much rain to fight today, ohhhhnoooooSkinned up knees and grassy strains, ohhhhnooooobut we got ground to stand today and we wont stay in doors To much rain to fight today, ohhhhnoooooSkinned up knees and grassy strains, ohhhhnooooobut we got ground to stand today and we wont stay in doors for anyone. Aus Songtexte Mania