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Текст: X-Cops. Zipper Pig.

I got the call at 3.33

I arrived at the scene

It was a masonic conspiracy

You don't know what I mean



Crystal meth lab raid

Was the scene of my shame

All my skin got burned away

Now you know my name



Zipperpig, Zipperpig, Zipperpig, Oh

Zipperpig, Zipperpig, Zipperpig, Oh



All their planted evidence

Was 911 around me

Exploded in my face

Hot as 33 degrees!

Bad Mason, Bad Cop

I was really mean

All my skin was burned away

No time to scream

I was once a human being

Just like you and you

Now I'm in a drippy mess

My face was turned to goo

I want vengeance on the ones

Who burned me black and blue

But I know I'll never touch them

I guess you'll have to do



Zipperpig, Zipperpig, Zipperpig, Oh

Zipperpig, Zipperpig, Zipperpig, Oh

Zipperpig, Zipperpig, Zipperpig, Oh

Zipperpig, Zipperpig, Zipperpig, Oh

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