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letra de nine of spades - time

i got a bullet in my head from john wilkes booth
i got a bullet in my heart from lee harvey oswald
but nothing hurts worse than the truth
it seems they always k!ll the ones who know alchemy
james earl ray’s aiming from the balcony
by the way f-ck the f.b.i
f-ck mkultra and all the other truth k!lling spies
mark david chapman’s reading catcher in the rye
imagine a world with lennon, imagine if he was alive
they k!lled fred hampton cause he wasn’t afraid to think
they shot him in his bed, barely old enough to drink
sirhan sirhan k!lled another kennedy
why do they think violence plus violence is the remedy?
they say power to the people but they k!lled milk and biko
they shot oscar romero right in front of the steeple
who do the non-violent get k!lled by the violent?
watching neda die make it hard to stay silent
am i just a body or a body of god?
don’t know who to trust malcolm got k!lled by his bodyguard
some people got -ss-ssinated but they didn’t die
they locked them in a prison and buried them alive
free abu-jamal we need him outside

they wanna shoot me
they wanna shoot me down
they wanna shoot the truth
but the truth is all around

i’m julius with b-tter knifes in his backside
why not d-ck cheney, why don’t they k!ll that guy?
secret service everywhere what are you saving?
i think they missed the point like hinckley did reagan
sadat got shot when he started preaching peace
we sign more treaties but the violence just increase
they don’t wanna find who k!lled biggie and pac
they don’t wanna say why billy cooper got shot
they don’t wanna talk about marley or gonzo
they just wanna talk about how drugs are harmful
they don’t wanna talk about 9/11
david kelly or tower #7
i’m franz ferdinand, riding in a drop top
waiting for the c-ck followed by the pop, pop, pop
they k!lled jfk and marilyn monroe
cause they knew about illuminati and ufos
if you speak the truth, you’ll probably get a fatwa
rest in peace to theo van gogh and mahatma
you could -ss-ssinate a person but only they’re body’ll die
cause their words and their thoughts will always be alive

they wanna shoot me
they wanna shoot me down
they wanna shoot the truth
but the truth is all around

- time

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