Concentration moon
Over the camp in the valley
Concentration moon
Wish I was back in the alley

With all of my friends,
Still running free:
Hair growing out
Every hole in me

American way
How did it start?
Thousands of creeps
Killed in the park

American way
Try and explain
Scab of a nation
Driven insane

Don't cry
Gotta go bye bye
Suddenly: die die
Cop kill a creep! pow pow pow
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Concentration Moon Lyrics

The Mothers Of Invention – Concentration Moon Lyrics