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Boys: shoot to thrill from the hip, it's time we put the "act" in action!
We've tricked the pigs into thinking that this auction is a pageant: in no time there will be makeup on our new set of cutlery.
The livestock is dumbstruck and we're all salivating like ravenous cartoons...

Goddamn!
Animals...

When the urgency strikes you, you'd better not lose your nerve.
It's the rush that the cockroaches get at the end of the world. It's alright.
There's a pail by the bed if you need one, oh, but you're doing just fine.
When in Rome we shall do as the Romans, when in Hell we'll do shots at the bar.
We don't think in terms of the morning afters, and we don't utter a single word of the night before.
In the meantime we're just thoughtless incessant buzzing apparatus, disillusioned and lonelier than the last man standing.

It doesn't get any better than this so run like Hell - run like Hell!!

This is a rock and roll takeover.
Living each day one night at a time.
There were mercy fucks, there was bl00d.
You should have been there by my side.
This is passion!! This is red handed denial!!
Last call, ki11 it!!