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Ukrainian plots and Afghans rotten, it never seems to end Russian horses who can't hold their water, a picture waiting to be sent It all seems such a joke, I've been going up in smoke I see disaster up around the bend God was up on 10th Street, I know it's him for sure He held his nose and curled his toes, he spat and then he cursed He's swearing at the White House, I was lying there for sure I saw God on 10th Street, separate into the core Some say we will end in fire, repent now or there is no hope Some swear to slither, people live and death for people at the end of their road Is it all divided, or is it just more lying? Keep him numb and let them lose their hope God was up on 10th Street, I know it's him for sure He held his nose and curled his toes, he spat and then he cursed He's shouting at the Kremlin, I was lying there for sure I saw God on 10th Street, separate into the core (guitar!) God was up on 10th Street, I know it's him for sure He held his nose and curled his toes, he spat and then he cursed He's screaming at the House of Lot, I was lying there for sure I saw God on 10th Street, separate into the core I saw God on 10th Street, separate into the core
Writer(s): Duff Rose Mckagan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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