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Overkill

Elimination

 

Elimination

(album: The Years Of Decay - 1989)


Terminal, what disease?
You told me too late. What's that cough and wheeze?
Fatal, you're shitting me
A second opinion is what I need
Laughing in a windstorm
Blowing all the cornstalks down
Crying in a funeral home
Forward my mail, six feet underground

Elimination, elimination
Elimination, elimination

Contagious, say why not
Not just me waiting to rot
Painful, yeah I know
It couldn't be easy when I had to go
I'm yanking on my plug
And I can't seem to get it loose
Pulling all the stops, your ideals change
When you got nothing to loose

Elimination, elimination
Elimination, elimination

Eliminate the right
Eliminate the wrong
Eliminate the weak
Eliminate the strong
Eliminate your feelings
Eliminate too late
Eliminate the hope
Eliminate, eliminate

If I had just one more day I'd turn it all around
I'd make a play of good, clean living, and dig me out of the ground
And if I had just one more day I'd say it to your face
I'd pull the plug on everyone, eliminate this race
We want the cure and we want it now
Reissue hope we don't care how
You're making a mess diseasing a nation
Runaway train to elimination

Hopeless. There's no doubt
Set on a slow burn from the inside out
Careful, what for?
Last one out closes the coffin door
Spending all you saved
And a wishing for a little more
If I'm looking at the ceiling
Then I must be laying on the floor

Elimination, elimination
Elimination, elimination

Terminal, what disease?
You told me too late. What's that cough and wheeze?
Fatal, you're shitting me
A second opinion there's gotta be
Laughing at the epidemic
Something is going around
Crying at the epidemic
Pulling on nails, six feet underground

Elimination, elimination
Elimination, elimination

Eliminate the right
Eliminate the wrong
Eliminate the weak
Eliminate the strong
Eliminate your feelings
Eliminate too late
Eliminate the hope
Eliminate, eliminate

Elimination, elimination
Elimination, elimination

Eliminate the right
Eliminate the wrong
Eliminate the weak
Eliminate the strong
Eliminate your feelings
Eliminate too late
Eliminate the hope
Eliminate, eliminate

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?