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Definitions by Zatarain’s Root Beer Drinker

They don’t deserve an advantage over me

I’m talking about my crooked family. I would really like to get back at them. I really want to destroy everything about them. I want revenge on them. Do you understand?

I’ve been kept down for so long by them and it is time for me to get payback.

I want somebody to whack them. It could be someone in the government. I don’t care. I just want them dead.
They don’t deserve an advantage over me.

What about my deal?

Yeah. I would really like for them to disappear. They seem like people who would attempt to resist the NWO. But I got to let you know that I would sell them out to the government. Contact me for more information on them.

I would like to sell out some cousins and relatives in my family. I’d tell you everything you needed to know about them so you can track them down.

Basically, they have been taking advantage of me for such a long time and have never helped me and have been assholes to me for such a long time. I want you to get someone to take them out for me. Just to make sure that they are out of my way. Maybe you can get some corrupt people in government to watch them or whack them off for me? (Talking to UD Jews)

Addicted to Love 

Your lights are on, but you're not home
Your mind is not your own
Your heart sweats, your body shakes
Another kiss is what it takes
You can't sleep, you can't eat
There's no doubt, you're in deep
Your throat is tight, you can't breathe
Another kiss is all you need
Whoa, you like to think that you're immune to the stuff, oh yeah
It's closer to the truth to say you can't get enough
You know you're gonna have to face it, you're addicted to love
You see the signs, but you can't read
You're running at a different speed
Your heart beats in double time
Another kiss and you'll be mine, a one track mind
You can't be saved
Oblivion is all you crave
If there's some left for you
You don't mind if you do
Whoa, you like to think that you're immune to the stuff, oh yeah
It's closer to the truth to say you can't get enough
You know you're gonna have to face it, you're addicted to love
Might as well face it, you're addicted to love
Might as well face it, you're addicted to love
Might as well face it, you're addicted to love
Might as well face it, you're addicted to love
Might as well face it, you're addicted to love
Your lights are on, but you're not home
Your will is not your own
You're heart sweats and teeth grind
Another kiss and you'll be mine
Whoa, you like to think that you're immune to the stuff, oh yeah
It's closer to the truth to say you can't get enough
You know you're gonna have to face it, you're addicted to love
Might as well face it, you're addicted to love
Might as well face it, you're addicted to love
Might as well face it, you're addicted to love
Might as well face it, you're addicted to love
Might as well face it, you're addicted to love

What about my deal?

I’m still looking for someone to help me whack off some of my relatives. I want you to get a corrupt FBI agent or other official to kill them. I’ll sell them out to you guys. In exchange I will keep my word and never expose you. They know about the NWO and are very into gun rights. I want you guys to watch them. They’ve been giving me a hard time for so long and I would really like for someone to deal with them. Maybe for a few months, then take care of them. It would be so good to officially get them out of my life.

Town Called Malice 

Better stop dreaming of the quiet life, 'cause it's the one we'll never know
And quit running for the runaway bus 'cause those rosy days are few
And stop apologizing for the things you've never done
'Cause time is short and life is cruel but it's up to us to change
This town called malice
Rows and rows of disused milk floats stand dying in the dairy yard
And a hundred lonely housewives clutch empty milk bottles to their hearts
Hanging out their old love letters on the line to dry
It's enough to make you stop believing when tears come fast and furious
In a town called malice, yeah
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba, oh
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Struggle after struggle, year after year
The atmosphere's a fine blend of ice, I'm almost stone cold dead
In a town called malice, ooh yeah
A whole street's belief in Sunday's roast beef
Gets dashed against the Co-op
To either cut down on beer or the kid's new gear
It's a big decision in a town called malice, ooh yeah
The ghost of a steam train, echoes down my track
It's at the moment bound for nowhere
Just going round and round, oh
Playground kids and creaking swings
Lost laughter in the breeze
I could go on for hours and I probably will
But I'd sooner put some joy back
In this town called malice, yeah
In this town called malice, yeah
In this town called malice, ooh yeah

Eight six seven five three oh nine 

Hey
Jenny Jenny who can I turn to?
You give me something I can hold on to
I know you'll think I'm like the others before
Who saw your name and number on the wall
Jenny I've got your number
I need to make you mine
Jenny don't change your number
Eight six seven five three oh nine
Eight six seven five three oh nine
Eight six seven five three oh nine
Eight six seven five three oh nine
Jenny Jenny you're the girl for me
Oh, you don't know me but you make me so happy
I tried to call you before but I lost my nerve
I tried my imagination but I was disturbed
Jenny I've got your number
I need to make you mine
Jenny don't change your number
Eight six seven five three oh nine
Eight six seven five three oh nine
Eight six seven five three oh nine
Eight six seven five three oh nine
I got it (I got it) I got it
I got your number on the wall
I got it (I got it) I got it
For a good time, for a good time call
Hey, Jenny don't change your number
I need to make you mine
Jenny I've called your number
Eight six seven five three oh nine
Eight six seven five three oh nine
Eight six seven five three oh nine
Eight six seven five three oh nine
Jenny Jenny who can I turn to

(Eight six seven five three oh nine)
For the price of a dime I can always turn to you

(Eight six seven five three oh nine)
Eight six seven five three oh nine
Eight six seven five three oh nine
Eight six seven five three oh nine
Eight six seven five three oh nine (five three oh nine)
Eight six seven five three oh nine (five three oh nine)
Eight six seven five three oh nine (five three oh nine)
Eight six seven five three oh nine (five three oh nine)

Can you send me money 

I want to move away out to Montana or some other place in the Midwest
Can you send me money, UD Jews?