Still the Rhythm Lyrics

And weve all got sick with our cooler than thou
Holier than s*** attitudes
Still the war goes on just drop the bomb
Theres nothing left to lose
Theres a bullet in this gun so youve got till
The count of one before they shoot
Lets get a disease theres nothing better to do
So well give it to you and then do as we please
Well move to mars buy big fast cars
Then spread with ease
cos this guns pointing at you
So youve only got till two before they shoot

Still the rhythm goes x3
Lets start a war where lots of people get killed
We destroy the world theres nothing left no more
Rid the earth of a race right off its face just say were bored
cos if that guns pointing a me
Then youve only got till three before they shoot

Lets invent a drug yeah
Thats addictive quick makes you sick with an instant hug
Well sell it to kids wholl flip their lids then total crook
You dont get to the count of four
They dont do that anymore before they shoot
Still the rhythm goes x2
Still the rhythm goes on

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Its a very very poor