Twenties Lyrics by Ghost
Listen Up Hatchet Man
Set Controls For The Heart Of The Land
Tell Ém All It Is Time
You’re The Next In The Chain Of Command
(As My)
Apparition… (Apparition…)
Direct The Course For Collision
(Grow)
Suspicion… (Suspicion…)
For The Reich To Come To Fruition
In The Twenties (Twenties)
We’ll Be Singing In A Reign Of Pennies
In The Twenties (Twenties)
We’ll Be Soaring In Disguise Of Bevies
In The Twenties (Twenties)
We’ll Be Smootching At The Feet Of Da Rulah
In The Twenties (Twenties)
We’ll Be Grinding In A Pile Of Moolah
Listen Up You Motherfuckers
Those Ivy League Dopes They Wanna Mock Us
Tell Ém All This Is War
And Not Fighting A War Is For Suckers
(Kiss My)
Assassinate… (Assassinate…)
Gather The Tools To Disintegrate
(Feed)
Hate… (Hate…)
Reaping The Seeds As A Reprobate
I’m Number One
You’re Number Two
You’ve Got A Lot Of God’s Work To Do
In The Twenties (Twenties)
We’ll Be Singing In A Reign Of Pennies
In The Twenties (Twenties)
We’ll Be Soaring In Disguise Of Bevies
In The Twenties (Twenties)
We’ll Be Taking No Shit From No Chulas
In The Twenties (Twenties)
We’ll Be Grabbing Ém All By The Hoohaas
In The Twenties (Twenties)
We’ll Be Dancing In The Fields Of Freedom
In The Twenties (Twenties)
We’ll Be Crushing Them Laws ‘Cause We Don’t Need Ém
In The Twenties
In The Twenties
All The Way To The Thirties!!!
In The Twenties (Twenties)
We’ll Be Singing In A Reign Of Pennies
In The Twenties (Twenties)
We’ll Be Soaring In Disguise Of Bevies
In The Twenties (Twenties)
We’ll Be Smootching At The Feet Of Da Rulah
In The Twenties (Twenties)
We’ll Be Grinding In A Pile Of Moolah