War machine
1.The grass isn’t what it seems,
It’s beyond your wildest dreams,
It can make a grown-up scream,
Honey, we are war machines.
2.Don’t be mad if we don’t steam,
We feel bad for no regime,
Our pain lies deep within,
Honey, we are war machines.
3.Everytime an outside beam
Shows off like a god supreme,
I am a one-woman team,
Honey, I’m a war machine.
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