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When two tribes go to war
When two tribes go to warA point is all that you can score(Score them all, score them all)When two tribes go to warA point is all that you can score(Working for the black gas)
Cowboy number oneA born-again poor man’s son(Poor man’s son)On the air AmericaI modeled shirts by Van Heusen(Working for the black gas)
YeahYou know
When two tribes go to warA point is all you can score(Storm them all, storm them all)When two tribes go to warA point is all you can score
Working for the black gas
Switch off your shieldSwitch off and feelI’m working on loving, yeahGiving you back the good timesShip it out, outWorking for the black gas
A point is all you can score
When two tribes go to warWhen two tribes go to warA point is all you can score
We got two tribesWe got the bombWe got the bomb, yeahYeahSock it to me biscuits, now
Are we living in a landWhere sex and horror are the new Gods?Yeah
When two tribes go to warA point is all you can score
