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It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes
Guillotine - yah
Sit in the dark and ponder how I'm fit to make the bottom fall through the floor
And they all fall down - yah
It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes...
Guillotine - yah
Out of the shadows barrage of witch tongue
Cobra spit over apocalyptic cult killer cauldron smoke
Stomp music seriously - yah
It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes...
Guillotine - yah
Can't stop the groove lics jaws clear off them locks relentless raw movement
Fit to knock you from here to that g-spot body rock connected
To everything you want, ever did want
We got it why not come get it, stick your head in that hole
And watch me drop this cold guillotine death sentence - yah
It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes...
Guillotine - yah