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Şarkı Sözleri I celebrate Far too - but not exceeding my potential Risking injury - this is music for people 1,000 years old Slapping salt on soldier boy, his guts in his cupped hands The horses breathing freon With engines gunning the lord is coming I celebrate over the sketches of a deteriorating landscape How can a sissy play ape without risking injury?