The explosion is coming
The explosion is coming
From my guitar
From your government, too
The explosion is coming
The explosion is coming
From me guitar
Of your government too
And if you have any doubts
Come grab it because it is hard
If this is not a dictatorship
What is it, what is it
The explosion is coming
The explosion is coming
From my throat
From your hell, too
And there is no longer any doubt
This garbage is rotting
The dictatorship is now fissured
Of the king, of the king
The bad thing is back
The spring is short
Missing pigs
Eating what we have left
It is They carried the night
Our only joy
People laying eggs
To get out of this ruin
The explosion is coming

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