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Gonna steal your soul
By remote control
We smell and audience
We smell money
I don’t need a gun
I own the network, son
And they love baywatch
In istanbul yeah
Chorus
Knock it down, knock it down, knock it down, knock it down yeah
Knock it down, knock it down, knock it down, knock it down yeah
Forget your culture
Forget your language
I’ll give you virtual reality love oh!
Chorus 3 times
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