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The Repo Men
In 48 hours your organs are mine.
With the money, Like a king, I shall dine.
The Gun, The Shirt, Attitude and Tattoo.
We are the repo men, and we come for you.
Give me the pink slip, and I`ll hunt you down.
And reposses my property without a frown.
This tattoo shows, I work for the Union.
War vets and heros, an Unholy Reunion.
Fill us up with metal Autoforges.
Posses us to literall Cyborges.
We are the repo men.
With the money, Like a king, I shall dine.
The Gun, The Shirt, Attitude and Tattoo.
We are the repo men, and we come for you.
Give me the pink slip, and I`ll hunt you down.
And reposses my property without a frown.
This tattoo shows, I work for the Union.
War vets and heros, an Unholy Reunion.
Fill us up with metal Autoforges.
Posses us to literall Cyborges.
We are the repo men.
Published 19th Jun 2011
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