Banana Republic

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[Chorus]

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Banana Republic, Septic Isle
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Screaming in the Suffering sea, 
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sounds like cry, cry, crying
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Everywhere I go yeah, Everywhere I 
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see
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The black and blue uniforms,     
Police and priests


[Verse]
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And I wonder do you wonder While 
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you're sleeping with your whore
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That sharing beds with history is 
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like a-licking running sores
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Forty shades of green yeah, Sixty 
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shades of red
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Heroes going cheap these days,     
Price: a bullet in the head


[Chorus]
Continues after the ad
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Banana Republic, Septic Isle
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Suffer in the Screaming sea, sounds
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 like die, die, dying
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Everywhere I go yeah, Everywhere I 
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see
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The black and blue uniforms,     
Police and priests


[Verse]
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Take your hand and lead you up a 
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garden path
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Let me stand aside here and watch 
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you pass
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Striking up a soldier's song, I 
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know that tune
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It begs too many questions,      and
 answers too

[Chorus]
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Banana Republic, Septic Isle
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Suffer in the Screaming sea, sounds
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 like die, die, dying
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Everywhere I go yeah, Everywhere I 
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see
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The black and blue uniforms,     
Police and priests

[Verse]
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The purple and the pinstripe They 
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mutely shake their heads
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A silence shrieking volumes,  A 
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violence worse than they condemn
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Stab you in the back yeah, Laughing
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 in your face
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Glad to see the place again -     
It's a pity nothing's changed

[Chorus]
         Dm             C
Banana Republic, Septic Isle
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Suffer in the Screaming sea, sounds
      C
 like die, die, dying
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Everywhere I go yeah, Everywhere I 
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see
                   Dm        G
The black and blue uniforms,     
Police and priests  (priests, 
priests, priests....)


[Bass Reggae Outro]

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