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Bombs Over Providence - Текст песни The Grand Preamble
I'm calling all intellectuals and other traitors;
Rousers of the rabble and the instigators
Get your war on and curry favour to United States of the state of nature.Bombs Over Providence - The Grand Preamble - http://ru.motolyrics.com/bombs-over-providence/the-grand-preamble-lyrics.html
Rest on clichés weather-beaten, we've arrived having already eaten.
Sing aloud, my choir of Heathens: we are not coming home tonight!