WEDNESDAY 13


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R.A.M.B.O
Blow em up like Rambo

He is a killing machine,
He's the best combat vet that you've ever seen,
And now he's all alone
and what you call hell he calls home,
he was just walking the streets,
Some cop had to push his authority,
He just wanted some lunch,
But when they f**ked with Rambo, they f**ked up,

R.A.M.B.O
Blow em up like Rambo

You need an army against this man,
And don't forget a good supply of body bags,
one thing he'll say to you,
"Murdock, i'm coming after you"

R.A.M.B.O
Blow em up like Rambo

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Songwriter(s): Philip John Taylor, Philip Anthony Campbell, Ian Fraser Kilmister, Richard Burston Michael
Publisher(s): Warner/Chappell Music Ltd.

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