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Everybody was losing their minds at the stage
But it wasn’t long until I caught up
I wanted to be someone I was proud of
Everybody was clenching their fists in rage
But it wasn’t long until they got stuck
Somebody catch me cos I wanna be worthy
And when the cops arrive on the scene
They’ll find him locked in a bunker
Bullet to the head and a soul prepped for plunder
Like the Fuhrer's former fascist league
They’ll find he’s drunk himself under
Cyanide to his side, Rolling Thunder
Everybody called for his death on the street
It wasn’t long til the broadcasters got in
Capture evil’s death and turn to make a profit
Everybody was cheering at his defeat
Newspapers turned the story every day
Once again the general population are safe
The head producers found an office to meet
“How can we make such a deal
Of everything terrible and pass it off as real?”
Making more money out of deceit
Even with the death of a man so wrong
We can make it better, making a dollar before long
And then we will die
And only then can we fly