In the middle of a pure disaster
Settle down now, cos we are your masters
There's a lot to teach ya man
To keep them beaten, right where they stand
Overrun with feral dysfunction
Bring about their utter destruction
Yeah we'll deal the killing blow
It's us v them and they need to go
In good time yeah you'll stifle their laughter
Get to see them as they swing from the rafters
Postpone this Parade of Piranhas
Pretty soon you'll see them burn...
Never feel that they've all surpassed ya
Need a sermon? Just call me the pastor
Take their sticks and break their bones
Keep them down like Sierra Leone
In good time yeah you'll stifle their laughter
Get to see them as they swing from the rafters
Postpone this Parade of Piranhas
Pretty soon you'll see them burn...
The Piranha Parade
How'd you like my grenade?
Say goodnight, The Piranha Parade...
credits
from Parade of Piranhas,
released June 15, 2009
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