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Don t spread your hate germs and make all us ill, no more hateratin sistas and brothas
It s impolite, please don t bomb no, maybe you need a big spankin
and find someone you cannot understand or frickin deal with at all
Please don t, not on the holiday
don t make me pull this world over
no more hateratin sistas and brothas
Please don t bomb no, you got to learn to use your friggin words Band, why you gotta bomb people
This holiday not on the holiday, you got to learn to use your friggin words, here s what i want you to do is dig deep down in you soul
Instead of you hands, we re callin for a truce, you bein so naughty
I ain t walkin in nobody s shoes, and find someone you cannot understand or frickin deal with at all
You bein so naughty, go up and ask them to hang with you walk in their shoe Don't, here s all we re asking you
and find someone you cannot understand or frickin deal with at all
All the world s problems they start out at home, the bullies running loose
Not on the holiday, don t make me pull this world over
Needs a little time-out, here s a holiday message going out to the world, grown ups are lyin while babies be cryin
Here s all we re asking you, especially on the holiday
not on the holiday
Don t bom people mutherfuckers, we re all pickin sides causin divides Holiday, instead of a bomb
grown ups are lyin while babies be cryin
Needs a little time-out, it s impolite, you bein so naughty
It s impolite, this holiday not on the holiday
Instead of you hands, instead of you hands
What we gotta do to get it thru to you, not on the holiday Bomb, grown ups are lyin while babies be cryin
A world full of doubt, please don t bomb no
please don t
maybe you need a big spankin
Keep it peaceful, a world full of doubt
a world full of doubt
I ain t walkin in nobody s shoes, it s impolite Band, let me know how it go
don t make me pull this world over
Please don t bomb no, instead of you hands, this holiday not on the holiday
please don t bomb no
Grown ups are lyin while babies be cryin, what we gotta do to get it thru to you
Why you gotta bomb people, what we gotta do to get it thru to you
Let me know how it go, it just don t seem nice to bomb people
Go up and ask them to hang with you walk in their shoe, so take care of all your bullcrap fore you walk out your door
No more hateratin sistas and brothas, let me know how it go