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Anthrax Anthrax

There's anthrax in the envelope i opened in my dream the sky is red and little kids are running, screaming in the street i tried to run and save them

be a band Stand on its feet, get you out your seat Beat is for Eric B, and L.L. as well, hell Wax is for Anthrax, still it can rock bells Ever forever

[Mad Child] Yo, I'm a cannibal on Anthrax Island Dine on my victims swervin' through pylons Chamber music, car parked in dungeons Stun gun, never sound

there's anthrax in the envelope i opened in my dream the sky is red and little kids are running, screaming in the street i tried to run and save them

Can't stop eating Can't stop eating Can't stop eating She's so fat Can't stop eating Can't stop eating Can't stop eating She's so fat Can't stop eating

All American, evil game of extortion A sick old man, and who would guess, he was once S.S A deadly fascination of a madman's solution Six million dead

You should be happy You should be happy You should be really happy I saved your life today I didn't kill you Although I meant to You should be happy

The day will come, you cannot run White hot clouds fill the sky See the red flare, blasting hot air There's no place left to hide Blinding our eyes as

Antisocial You're a train ride to man importance You're in love with hell existence The money is all that you desire Why don't you pack it in and retire