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Wanted: enemy
Of the dangerous kind
Dire, dreadful thing with a criminal mind
Terminator to keep the interest hot
Detonator, thick becomes the plot
Virus on the rise, itâll be what does us in
No more friendly skies
Invisible, itâs gonna win
Sorry, Sweetheart
Donât think twice, my dear
Just maybe, baby
We can get you out of here
Boogaloo you
All they want to do is to boogaloo you, too
Your immigration man
Got to stop that human ark
Cause theyâll take all that they can
And make trouble in the dark
Donât go near them
And do not socialise
Wife and cattle from your own country
Red moon on the rise
Boogaloo you
All they want to do is to boogaloo you, too
Boogaloo you, boogaloo you, boogaloo you, too
- Album:
- Dark Riders