Texty: Germs. Forming.

Rip them down, hold them up
Tell them that I'm your gun
Pull my trigger, I'm bigger than

Mr. Prez in his big white house
Listen he says, "We're coming out"
Infiltration, we're numbing your minds
Concentration, we've done time

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Tell them that I'm your gun
Pull my trigger, I'm bigger than

Over there the queen she says
"Let's stamp them out and dry those tears"
Saturation, we want it in taxes
Flagellation, we've got gashes

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Tell them that I'm your gun
Pull my trigger, I'm bigger than

In the cold, the czar's claimin'
Just protectin', rockets aimin'
Alteration, the Earth is changin'
Observation, we want action

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Tell them that I'm your gun
Pull my trigger, I'm bigger than

I, the Emperor proclaim
Us the masters, we rule this game
Inclination, somethin' to dream on
Deprivation, we are sons

Rip them down, hold them up
Tell them that I'm your gun
Pull my trigger, I'm bigger than