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I haven't found the way to heaven
And I don't know who my friends are
So I peeled away my victims
Just to see them all unravel
These others try to take me over
Use my body for their pleasure
But I have a plan to get rid of them
I think it's time I start my engine
And kick up some dust and gravel
Just where did all those f@$kers go?
Maybe down to Mexico...
Maybe a visit to these "friends" of mine
I'll pay them back for their so called time
I'll take a gun and some amunitition
Just in case they fail to listen
Of course poison is another way
To kill them all and walk away
I'll buy them all a round of drinks
Even wish them happy things
I will smile and wave as they go down
Then drive away to another town....