"Huge Gold AK-47" lyrics

"Huge Gold AK-47"

Those decadent war swans, with faces half drawn
Slinging blood soaked carols at the slave ship sun

Huge gold AK-47!
Huge gold AK-47!

C'mon, it's 4am kick down the gate
And spray your spray your ammo like champagne

Tie up your waterfalls and throw them in the trunk!
In pitch-black basements, starve your summer suns

And toast another day of domination
Toast another day of demolition

100 million dollar sound systems
Squeal your name's pounding rhythms

Huge gold AK-47!
Huge gold AK-47!

You're alone, handcuffed to a picked-clean bone
And your skull echoes...

We'll take what the fuck we want!
Pluck your landscapes piece by piece
We'll take what the fuck we want!
Songs of your youth beat by beat
We'll take what the fuck we want!
Wipe the color from your scenery
We'll take what the fuck we want!
Suck your seasons indefinitely

Oh, there's a field inside your face
With breezes as sweet as chardonnay
Violins dangling from willow branches
But the soldiers stripped it from your skin
Cracked its ribs cracked its ribs in the kitchen
Dressed it in drag dressed it in drag and pissed on every inch

Huge gold AK-47!
Huge gold AK-47!
Huge gold AK-47!
Huge gold AK-47!

We march like insects
Built of wood and wires
Blowing out cities
Like birthday candles


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