I'm a glutton for the truth, even though truth hurts I've studied with my peoples on streets and in church We make it hard when we go on first Long road, honor of the samurai code Worst come to worst my peoples come first
I don't want to start Any blasphemous rumors But I think that God's Got a sick sense of humor And when I die I expect to find Him laughing
I, I, I will battle for the sun, sun, sun, sun Cause I, I, I have stared down the barrel of a gun Gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun No fun
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