Lyrics Who's Dub - Dub - Ghostown
Who's
that
that
taught
laws
Fought
wars
and
drew
borders?
Blew
mortars,
who
slaughtered?
Black
poison
blue
water
You
ought
to
wake
up
to
the
new
order
Some
sort
of
disorder
Distort
the
talk
on
the
street
corner
Who's
that
that
trained
troops
The
same
loop,
blood
stained
boots
AK
shoots,
so
stay
put
CIA
roots,
a
staged
coup
You're
paid
to
create
proof
A
great
spoof,
you
hate
to
But
you
make
do,
a
paid
truce
Fake
truth,
when
the
pay
suits
Who's
pulling
strings,
polling
wins
Gets
the
dough
Who
gets
the
market
started
Who
wants
to
know?
Whose
team's
behind
the
scenes
Who
got
gains
to
show?
Who's
the
puppet
master
bastard
Who
controls
the
flow?
Who's
pulling
strings,
polling
wins
Gets
the
dough
Who
gets
the
market
started
Who
wants
to
know?
Whose
team's
behind
the
scenes
Who
got
gains
to
show?
Who's
the
puppet
master
bastard
Who
controls
the
flow?
I
circle
the
huddle
and
tackle
debate
The
bass
that
wobbles,
the
shack
that
i
shake
The
case
i
take,
and
gamble
a
stake
The
worst
that
can
happen,
i
step
on
a
rake
Went
out
of
the
door,
to
juggle
an
oar
Fell
into
the
water
and
struggle
ashore
This
is
my
ship
so
welcome
aboard
Come
to
the
bar
and
guzzle
some
more
Typical
sympathy,
what
you
gonna
give
to
me
Keeping
me
company,
working
abundantly
People
affronting
me,
what
you
gone
done
to
me
Have
to
be
blunt
to
be
blunt
Bashing
my
brains,
deliver
the
pain
Mashing
membranes,
deliver
the
gain
Flashing
the
frames,
playing
the
game
Burning
in
flames,
claiming
the
claim
Certainly
getting
me
hot
and
its
hitting
me
Suitably
fittingly,
maybe
off-written
me
Flatter
me
smitten
me,
fleetingly
bitterly
Hickery
dickory
dock
Certainly
getting
me
hot
and
its
hitting
me
Suitably
fittingly,
maybe
off-written
me
Flatter
me
smitten
me,
fleetingly
bitterly
Hickery
dickery
dock
Who's
that
that
taught
laws
Fought
wars
and
drew
borders?
Blew
mortars,
who
slaughtered?
Black
poison
blue
water
You
ought
to
wake
up
to
the
new
order
Some
sort
of
disorder
Distort
the
talk
on
the
street
corner
Who's
that
that
trained
troops
The
same
loop,
blood
stained
boots
AK
shoots,
so
stay
put
CIA
roots,
a
staged
coup
You're
paid
to
create
proof
A
great
spoof,
you
hate
to
But
you
make
do,
a
paid
truce
Fake
truth,
when
the
pay
suits
Who's
pulling
strings,
polling
wins
Gets
the
dough
Who
gets
the
market
started
Who
wants
to
know?
Whose
team's
behind
the
scenes
Who
got
gains
to
show?
Who's
the
puppet
master
bastard
Who
controls
the
flow?
Who's
pulling
strings,
polling
wins
Gets
the
dough
Who
gets
the
market
started
Who
wants
to
know?
Whose
team's
behind
the
scenes
Who
got
gains
to
show?
Who's
the
puppet
master
bastard
Who
controls
the
flow?
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