I know your daddy was a bruiser,
Big men don't fall so easily.
To the wound a cauteriser,
Sing low think deep, don't deal with it.
The middle brow of a dictator,
Love long, love hard, don't play with it.
We are who we are,
We're sick but we're strong don't fuck with us.
We are who we are,
We're dead, we're cold, we're not alone.
From the top a proclamation,
Dig deep, sigh hard, just pay for it.
And to the moon, a new horizon,
Big bucks, no luck, can't truck with it.
And to this end, a demonstration:
New world, no trees, just tire burns.
We are who we are,
we're sick but we're strong don't fuck with us.
We are who we are,
we're cheap and we're shit but you paid for us.
We are who we are,
We're men of gold and fireworks,
We are who we are,
We're dead, we're cold, we're not alone.
Once upon a time there will be a boy who destroyed the world, Johnny P. Threshold. These are his stories, we sing them loudly. Johnny and the bomb will return with a full lineup in the near future.
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