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Whether long range weapon or suicide bomber
Wicked mind is a weapon of mass destruction
Whether you're soaraway sun or bbc 1
Disinformation is a weapon of mass destruc
You could a caucasian or a poor asian
Racism is a weapon of mass destruction
Whether inflation or globalization
Fear is a weapon of mass destruction
My dad came into my room holding his hat
I knew he was leaving,
He sat on my bed told me some facts, son.
I have a duty, calling on me
You and your sister be brave my little soldier
And don't forget all I told ya
Your the mister of the house now remember this
And when you wake up in the morning give ya momma a kiss
Then I had to say goodbye
In the morning woke momma with a kiss on each eyelid,
Even though I'm only a kid
Certain things can't be hid
Momma grabbed me
Held me like I was made of gold
But left her inner stories untold
I said, momma it will be alright
When daddy comes home, tonight
Whether long range weapon or suicide bomber
Wicked mind is a weapon of mass destruction
Whether you're soar away sun or bbc 1
Disinformation is a weapon of mass destruc
You could a caucasian or a poor asian
Racism is a weapon of mass destruction
Whether inflation or globalization
Fear is a weapon of mass destruction
Whether halliburton or enron or anyone
Greed is a weapon of mass destruction
We need to find courage, overcome