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Verse 1
A
Am
A
No more cursing the net
Em
D
G
Am
Soundproof, outrages
Am
A
Em
Were we all suspicious
Am
A
G
D
It might not be hip
G
D
A
It 's cooler you go to rehab
A
Asus4
A
Em
Turning saints into sluts
G
Am
Em
No more marriage cover up
D
A
Am
Mothers won't stand up
G
Dm
D
A
It might not be hip a song called chip
G
D
A
It 's cooler you go to rehab
G
D
A
But if we had a grip on men like chip
A wonderful world it would be
It might not be hip a
It 's cooler you go to rehab
But if we had a grip on men like chip
The romans, the greeks,
already freaks
Knew how to teach, how to preach
D
A
D
The prophet at least officially wed
"Spare the young captives",
Moses said,
them in your bed"
Sultans had dungeons with
different levels
Impotent goophers, on
viagra in our prisons
Dominant pigeons from all kind
religions
Frustrated cause for once themselves
couldn't escape it
Jumpin' like squirrels
Makin' it a wild wild world
Sick slick runnin' behind their dig
Am
A
Obviously too small for a guy that tall
Put a chip get a grip
Take off that little dress
Did I hear you say yes
Zip down their pants
of our children
D
A
G
Most of them are dads like mads
Asus4
D
A
G
"Don't tell
D
A
D
was that young"
No more causing harm
Youth 'll hitch hike again
I got another song too
Don't look for your name
... what am I trying to obtain
Our society is not sane
Luring at daughters
Geldof, Cobain
Do we all need a chip in our brain?
Have to be the same?
Can we break the chain?
Preteen icons on our fashion
magazines
In skimpy outfits,
the orwellian dream?
Tasmanian devils
That's our level
We can't accept the truth
There's no eternal youth
We can't afford liberty
Cause we have no empathy
This is no popsong
I can go on
No more babies in babies
8 year old ladies
Untill she tears apart
The a whole village without
a heart
No more secret communities
'n markets
Daughters slaughtered such
easy targets
Somehow hope she's engaged
But she's a house aid a slave
A hornqueen, last seen
on a site where you get!
Boys under five
With the option to stay alive
No more war as excuse
No court will accuse
No more false accusations
'N then chemical castration
After years of growing tits
His nuts blown to bits
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