Twenties Songtext
von Ghost

Listen up, hatchet man
Set controls for the heart of the land
Tell ′em all it is time
You're the next in the chain of command (as my)

Apparition (apparition)
Direct the course for collision (grow)
Suspicion (suspicion)
For the Reich to come to fruition

In the twenties (twenties)
We′ll be singing in a reign of pennies
In the twenties (twenties)
We'll be soaring in disguise of Bevies
In the twenties (twenties)
We'll be smooching at the feet of Da Rulah
In the twenties (twenties)
We′ll be grinding in a pile of Moolah


Listen up, you motherfuckers
Those Ivy League dopes, they wanna mock us
Tell ′em all this is war
And not fighting a war is for suckers (kiss my)

Assassinate (assassinate)
Gather the tools to disintegrate (feed)
Hate (hate)
Reaping the seeds as a reprobate
I'm number one, you′re number two
You've got a lot of God′s work to do

In the twenties (twenties)
We'll be singing in a reign of pennies
In the twenties (twenties)
We′ll be soaring in disguise of Bevies
In the twenties (twenties)
We'll be taking no shit from no chulas
In the twenties (twenties)
We'll be grabbing ′em all by the hoo-has


In the twenties (twenties)
We′ll be dancing in the fields of freedom
In the twenties (twenties)
We'll be crushing them laws ′cause we don't need ′em
In the twenties
In the twenties
All the way to the thirties

In the twenties (twenties)
We'll be singing in a reign of pennies
In the twenties (twenties)
We′ll be soaring in disguise of Bevies
In the twenties (twenties)
We'll be smooching at the feet of Da Rulah
In the twenties (twenties)
We'll be grinding in a pile of Moolah