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The devils parents rise against, done nothing but raise ourselves Still these holy rollers judge them and sentenced them to hell. For asking too many questions, searching high and low for truth Well they went to the tree of knowledge. And picked all the forbidden fruit. Then they passed it to the people they asked why'd you steal for us. There's a little devil in everyone, one of God's fallen angels. (chorus) Fallen Angel (x7) Fall, fall, fall Rebel Rebel Rebel you might as well Rebel Rebel Rebel were all going to hell Rebel Rebel Rebel you might as well Rebel Rebel Rebel this paradise is hell August 7th Nineteen seventy nine Slipped out the womb never gonna look behind Teeth clenched tight on the here and now. Reality drags me, don't get me down. Intelligence self-inflicting tool with a slit wrist, standing in a pool but we're all lost, and were all confused. I just do what I do, knowing I'll get through. (chorus) The voice of resistance, in defense of our existence The choice of generations, weighed down by institutions With the nerve to be reporters, in a media blitz distortion Our ideas are dangerous, ammunition is our slogan. (chorus) |
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