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Forged in the pale blue glow of the picture screens
And raised on radioactive dreams
Like one bad fucked up george jetson nightmare
Best you be warned
They're all blood and sinew and tempered steel
And muscle tissue that don't know how to feel
They're bred to kill with lazer eyes
And machineguns for their arms
And then when you least expect it
These skulls're gonna call you out
Gonna bust you fuckin open
And knock the teeth out of your mouth
And you might think you're something special
You might think you're pretty tough
But you aint nothing to these cyberskulls
They say: Fuck off!
They're just made of death and m16s
They waste no time making fuckin peace
Because theyï're light years beyond our philosophies
They're only here to kill us all
They're fuckin pissed they fuckin hate us
Came from space just to fuckin waste us
Pull apart our fuckin faces
And wipe 'em across the walls
Taste the fuckin murder when you meet your maker
And see all hell when they fuckin make you
Suck it down you fuckin fucker
Fuckin suck it fuckin
Cause they got your name they got your number
Gonna rip your face off motherfucker
Yeah these skulls're gonna get you, sucka
Big fuckin skulls