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Thunderbirds Are Now! – Cobra Feet Lyrics

Make
Believe
Practicing to deceive

Fake
Mirage
Dressed up in camouflage

Crimes
Jail
Posting all of your bail

Please
Behave
Roll around in your grave

Yes it's a mess, but we're here to clean up
Yes, I confess it's a mess we'll clean up

Aghast
Appalled
Whatever it is called

Erect
Tall
Like a good animal

Ears
Eyes
The last breath before it dies

Teeth
Blood
Roll around in the mud

Yes it's a mess but we're here to clean up
Yes I confess it's a mess we'll clean up

Who picks up the roadkill when it's dead?
Who reads a book they can't comprehend?
Why is blood blue, while we see red?
Who understands a thing I just said

Yes it's a mess, but we're here to clean up
Yes, it's a mess, I promise we'll clean up
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