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on the floor And I don't wanna hear no more Do you even like it x2 Give funk metal it time, keep on fighting ? keep on fighting You wait ? Do you even like it x8 Back He's Angry I know someone who thinks he's right He can't stand it, he wants me to fight Bible in one hand, ready to strike Burning those records by candlelight Chorus: He's angry Out of his head funk metal Stop this music before we're all dead Full of rage Out of his mind Our youth culture is on the decline Sex and drugs funk metal are taking their toll Leading us closer to losing control Well you know and I know that ain't right Some of these people are really uptight I know someone who thinks I'm wrong Telling me I can't sing my song Singing and singing 'til the break of dawn You tell me if I'm doing this wrong Chorus I'll Do Anything For You Well I'd jump through raging fire Walk ten ten miles a day And I'd put a bullet through my brain If you told me it's ok And I'll tie an anchor round my neck And swim the seven seas And I'd jump off a ledge ??
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