Chorus: Violence, (oh no!) is golden. aa-aa-aa-aa-ah! Violence, (oh no!) is golden. aa-aa-aa-aa-ah!
Pass another plate of shrapnel, sprinkle it with tnt; Gotta have another grenade salad, split it with your enemy. Gotta sell another uzi, maybe couple 44 mags, Got a wife and a kid to support, and a payment on the jag. Won't you try this personal bazooka, make you feel like a man, Show the little girls what's what by the size of the thunder in your hands. Take a pocketful of teflon bullets, maybe 'nother tommy gun, Gotta keep stuff movin' out the door, got a business to run. Take it from me, son - you can have a lot of fun!
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Pass another fleet of b-1 bombers, grab an m-16, Buildin' chevies was never the fun of buildin' up the war machine. Got a rocket in my pocket and it's ready, do you think we can deal? Got a year-end sale goin' on, you can see the appeal; 'cause I'm sellin' both sides of the fence, that be the name of the game, I don't care about your silly little struggle, money's colored all the same. Take a handful of star wars missiles, maybe super laser gun, Gotta keep stuff movin' out the door, got a business to run. Take it from me, son - we can have a lot of fun!
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