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It is an s.o.s. sent out telepathically,
Signs of our distress don’t allow complacency,
We need restoration now of our integrity
And a drastic bold reminder of our morality,
The rectifying troop is here, the ones we’ve needed all these years
To stop the heinous wrongdoings and verify our moral benevolence as a people
Operation, operation rescue,
They’re here to right our fall, they’ve heard a troubled call,
Operation, operation rescue,
You wonder where they come from, but I just wonder why they’re here at all,
Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (x3) ya-ya-ya-ya
Life ever-after is what they’re in business for,
See them brandish the key to their kingdom’s door,
It’s persuasive, it’s a part of you and me
But it’s not overwhelming as they wish it to be,
If no one believed in fairy tales, there’s nothing they could do but fail
Yet everywhere we look someone is trying to reassure our
Moral benevolence as a people,
Operation, operation rescue,
They’re here to right our fall, they’ve heard someone’s troubled call,
Operation, operation rescue,
You wonder where they come from, but I just wonder what compels them all,
Operation, operation rescue,
Operation, operation rescue,
You may wonder where they come from,
But I just wonder what compels them all,
Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (x3)
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Lyrics: Bad Religion
