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A​.​C​.​A​.​M.

from Sick Of Italy by Wargame

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Raised like cannon-fodder, brainwashed 'till the grave,
Well-armed cyborg, you don't know good and bad,
Warmachine, born to kill, repression is your vaccine,
“A.C.A.B.”, not just a pose, that's our final statement!

All cops are... motherfuckers!
All cops are... motherfuckers!
All cops are... motherfuckers!
All cops are... motherfuckers!

You march in my streets, you do what you want,
Protected by the State, you have no remorse,
You know nothing can stop you, we are at your mercy,
But you'll meet your match, chaos n' anarchy will prevail!

All cops are... motherfuckers!
All cops are... motherfuckers!
All cops are... motherfuckers!
All cops are... motherfuckers!

Yo! You stupid jerk! You're just a pawn in their game!
You're hatching with the State!
You are a vicious circle in the System!
We will destroy you in our mayhem!

All cops are... motherfuckers!
All cops are... motherfuckers!
All cops are... motherfuckers!
All cops are... motherfuckers!

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from Sick Of Italy, released August 22, 2016

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Defo - voice
Max - guitar
Rello - guitar
Tony - bass
Tom - drums

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