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Message 3 Lyrics

What a bunch of pompous, self-centered, pitiful subservient fools you are. I've been screaming at you for centuries, and it all goes in one ear straight out of the other, doesn't it? I don't move in mysterious way, I'm in your face, up front. How many earthquakes, tidal waves, plagues do you want for me to make my point? Worse still, you have the nerve to blame me for all those ill-conceived little misadventures. Look at you now. Goddammit you're a disgrace ??? a shame, I just wipe my hands of you. But I guess I'm just an old softy. Look, I'm going on vacation for awhile. You have one last chance to get it right.
You heard me, get it right. Be seeing you.
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