Karaoké Twenties Ghost (band)

Huh

Huh

Listen up hatchet man

Set controls for the heart of the land

Tell 'em all it is time

You're the next in the chain of command

Apparition

Direct the course for collision

Suspicion

For the Reich to come to fruition

In the Twenties

We'll be singing in a reign of pennies

In the Twenties

We'll be soaring in disguise of bevies

In the Twenties

We'll be smooching at the feet of the ruler

In the Twenties

We'll be grinding in a pile of moolah

Huh

Listen up you motherfuckers

Those Ivy League dopes they wanna mock us

Tell 'em all this is war

And not fighting a war is for suckers

Assassinate

Gather the tools to disintegrate

Hate

Reaping the seeds as a reprobate

I'm number one

You're number two

You've got a lot of

God's work to do

In the Twenties

We'll be singing in a reign of pennies

In the Twenties

We'll be soaring in disguise of bevies

In the Twenties

We'll be taking no shit from no chulas

In the Twenties

We'll be grabbing 'em all by the hoo-hahs

In the Twenties

We'll be dancing in the fields of freedom

In the Twenties

We'll be crushing them laws 'cos we don't need 'em

In the Twenties

In the Twenties

All the way to the thirties

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In the Twenties

We'll be singing in a reign of pennies

In the Twenties

We'll be soaring in disguise of bevies

In the Twenties

We'll be smooching at the feet of the ruler

In the Twenties

We'll be grinding in a pile of moolah