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Alice Cooper
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Brutal Planet
We're spinning round on this ball of hate There's no parole, there's no great escape We're sentenced here until the end of days And then, my brother, there's a price to pay
We're only human, we were born to die Without the benefit of reason why We live for pleasure, to be satisfied And now it's over, there's no place to hide
Why don't you come down to? It's such a brutal planet It's such an ugly world Why won't you come down to?
This world is such perfection, what a sight It's just like paradise, for my eyes A truly mass creation, what a sight From up here it looks so nice, for my eyes
It's such a brutal planet It's such a living hell It was a holy garden That's right where Adam fell It's where the bite was taken It's where we chose to sin It's where we first were naked This is where our death begins
We took advice from that deceiving snake He said, don't worry, it's a piece of cake And sent us swimming in a burning lake Now we're abandoned here for heaven's sake
Why don't you come down to? It's such a brutal planet It's such an ugly world Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Why won't you come down to?
This world is such perfection, what a sight It's just like paradise, for my eyes A truly mass creation, what a sight From up here it looks so nice, for my eyes
Here's where we keep the armies Here's where we write the sage Here's where the money god is Here's our famous hall of shame Here's where we starve the hungry Here's where we cheat the poor Here's where we beat the children Here is where we pay the whore
Why don't you come down to? It's such a brutal planet It's such an ugly world Why won't you come down to?
This world is such perfection, what a sight It's just like paradise, for my eyes A truly mass creation, what a sight From up here it looks so nice, for my eyes
Right here, we stoned the prophets Built idols out of mud Right here, we fed the lions Christian flesh and Christian blood Down here is where we hung ya Upon an ugly cross Over there, we filled the ovens Right here, the holocaust
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