Forming – Germs

Shut up, come on
“Forming,” take one

Rip them down, hold me up
Tell them that I’m your gun
Pull my trigger, I am bigger than

Mr. Prez in his big White House
Listen, he says, we’re comin’ out
Infiltration, we’re numbin’ your minds
Concentration, we’ve done time

Rip them down, hold me up
Tell them that I’m your gun
Pull my trigger, I am bigger than

Over there, the Queen, she says
Let’s stamp them out and dry those tears
Saturation, we want in taxes
Flagellation, we’ve got gashes

Rip them down, hold me up
Tell them that I’m your gun
Pull my trigger, I am bigger than

In the cold, the czar’s claimin’
Just protectin’, rockets aimin’
Alteration, the world is changin’
Observation, we want action

Rip them down, hold me up
Tell them that I’m your gun
Pull my trigger, I am bigger than

I, the Emperor, proclaim
Us, the masters, we rule the game
Inclination, somethin’ to dream on
Deprivation, we are sons

Rip them down, hold me up
Tell them that I’m your gun
Pull my trigger, I am bigger than
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