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All my rivals will see what I have in store My gun Iave been harboring fleets in this reservoir Red sun And this nationas about to explode Your disciples are riddled with metaphors Well - hung Better pony up and bring both your barrelfulls Not one As we release this unspeakable toll Howas our mother to damn these contributors With mud? How will the man who made chemicals difficult Shed blood? Howas our father supposed to be told? Return to Pearl Jam lyrics |