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What we need isn't systems
Or some regulating plans
But bigger guns to shoot with
And a bigger type of man
Ill Will
For good or ill my iron will
Is unrivalled still Evil ill thrill
This is the curse to me & my friends
Ill will No patterns No sense
I hate mental exercise
Thinking gives me pain
I know people don't turn out
That way today
But here we go again:
Ill Will
For good or ill my iron will
Is unrivalled still Evil ill thrill
This is the curse to me & my friends
Ill will No patterns No sense
Rock'n'Roll!
Yeah! Ill will!!!