Lyrics:
Ou na na
Ou na na
Kudu
Mass Takeova Mass Takeova
Mass Takeova Mass Takeova
Ou na na
This fete looking wet like water
We steam it up hot like lava
a story into that good night
Sing us a song for me
Hysteria
Mass hysteria
Mass hysteria
Mass hysteria
Red alert is the color of panic
Elevated
Money's growin' like grass with the mass appeal
Money's growin' like grass with the mass appeal
Money's growin' like grass with the mass appeal
Money's growin' like grass with the mass appeal
Money's growin' like grass with the mass appeal
Money's growin' like grass with the mass appeal
Part I: Mass Hysteria
Sing us the song of the century
That sings like American eulogy
The dawn of my love and conspiracy
Of forgotten hope
a story into that goodnight
Sing us a song for me
Mass hysteria
Mass hysteria
Mass hysteria
Mass hysteria
Red alert is the color of panic
With a long range weapon or suicide bomber
Wicked mind is a weapon of mass destruction
Whether your stowaway's son or BBC 1
Dis-information is
The mass the mass the infinite mass
If you hear any noise, it's just me and mah boyz
If you hear any noise, it's just me and mah boyz
If you
With a long range weapon or suicide bomber
Wicked mind is a weapon of mass destruction
Whether your stowaway's son or BBC 1
Dis-information is
not giving enough
I'm not giving enough
I'm not giving enough
I'm not giving enough
Mass appeal, I got mass appeal
Mass appeal, I got mass appeal
You've
KKWALA MASS
KKWALA MASS
That is amazing
KKWALA MASS
KKWALA MASS
Well I'll be damned
KKWALA MASS
KKWALA MASS
What a pleasant surprise
It will really
Mass Appeal, Mass Appeal
You just wanna stay in your bed
Come on its one last throw
You just want to try to move ahead
Who stopped you from ever
the inverse
Of all the is created!
Face me, and be cast into nothing!
Turning, mass distortion
Turning, mass distortion
Turning, mass distortion
Turning, mass
MASS MANIPULATION
These are the days of quick decision
Get out the box you live in
These paper walls they call a prison
Now at the seams they’re
a story into that goodnight
Sing us a song for me
Hysteria, mass hysteria!
Mass hysteria!
Mass hysteria!
Mass hysteria!
Red alert is the color of panic
This House is Smoking
And We Are Still Alive
This House is Smoking
When the battle is done and the smoke clears
Infinite mass (Is) number one, rest
Nah can't come out tonight
I have to go to Mass
(Sorry)
My favourite Priest is on his sermon's always class
I need to eat communtion to absolve me
turns me on
Masseduction
I can't turn off what turns me on
Masseduction
I hold you like a weapon
Mass destruction
I don't turn off what turns me
It's okay to admit we've been lied to
I am not the one you should confide to
Mass hysteria
Mass hysteria
They call me crazy cause I tell the truth
The wired West, the living dead, mass media therapy
The wired West, the living dead, mass media therapy
(Wired wired wired, wired wired wired West)
me on
(Masseduction)
I hold you like a weapon
(Mass destruction)
I don't turn off what turns me on
(Masseduction)
I can't turn off what turns me
me on
(Masseduction)
I hold you like a weapon
(Mass destruction)
I don't turn off what turns me on
(Masseduction)
I can't turn off what turns me
and don't look back now
Don't look back now
We ride a dying star
Across a burning sea
We're like a supernova now
The fire is burning in me
Mass hysteria,
Mass grave
Body upon body
Limbs twist like snakes
Corpses piled high
Here in Hell they bake
Faces melted away
Eyes stare in blind pain
Fingers
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