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6-The Weird Stuff There's a bird that has a sickness.
He's rabid, foaming at the mouth.
Spreading death all over the world.
To the east, west, north, and south.
Genocide eagle, flying through the air.
Too lazy to think too much. Too drunk to really care.
Genocide eagle, speak against him if you dare.
But don't make him mad because he's way too scared to fight fair.
His strength is just too much for you.
And his plans you will not foil.
He's hungry for money and power.
And he's thirsty for oil.
His horrid droppings of uranium
cause his victims all to scream.
He causes women and children to die.
And he destroys every dream.
It's a sad sad sad story.
But maybe someday it will end.
And we can wake this eagle back up.
And turn him back into our friend.
Genocide eagle, flying through the air.
Too lazy to think too much. Too drunk to really care.
Genocide eagle, speak against him if you dare.
But don't make him mad because he's way too scared to fight fair.
