调：B major•
Verse 1
Yo, I
Killed
Your
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God.
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Yo, I killed your god
Well, I don't feel much remorse
I don't have to go back
two thousand years
To find an innocent victim to cry about
It's the one thing I'm
never supposed to say
I guess neither one of us has much faith
Interlude 1
In your good intentions anyway
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Verse 2
I killed your god,
best you say after a couple of drinks
Why do you leave it to your
retarded brothers in the
KKK?
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Say the dirty words I know what you're thinking
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Em
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God, that's what this machine gun's for,
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Bm
throw away your image, throw away
your metaphor.
Throw away your images,
throw away your books.
your metaphor.
B
metaphor.
Throw
images,
Thank you.
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