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Lyrics Forum Tablatures Links Feedback. Search lyrics archive:. All lyrics are property and copyright of their respective owners and are provided for educational purposes only. All advertising proceeds are used to maintain its servers. Add to Favorites. The phenomena you are about to witness Could well revolutionize your way of thinking We are presenting startling facts and evidence That take up where explanations leave off Some of these revelations will very well go against things you have been taught And perhaps believed all your life Prepare yourself for the evidence that will follow They kick a bottle of beer and a letter Simple sip of?
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