Risk Is My Business...and Business Is Risky Lyrics

In a world divided by color. There is only one
objective - World domination.

A new Monday night war is upon us, my friends. Six men
will partake in unmerciful tyranny. A single roll to
see who will draw the first blood. This is the new
apocalypse.

Striving to link empires as the game ensues. Allies
will be formed and broken. In due time there will be
total eliminations.

In this case guitar hero is set up in limbo. I shall
survive. Brazil has been touched and gotten by the
North African bridge. Now...Alaska to Kamtchatka you
asshole. Alaska to Kamchatka. I’m on a hot roll.

Put on the epic track. This could get ugly.

The champagne awaits the fall of your campaign. My friend, my enemy for a day.
Defense is key, but with out guts comes no glory.

In this case, its Global Guts.
Mike O’Malley will tell ya, I’ve got the the know how,
the power. Upon the top of the agrokrag, I’ve stood
victorious.

The Ukraine is not weak. Ukraine is not feeble. Backed
into a corner of death. Fighting off every front that
surrounds me.

No guts no glory.

Fighting, rolling, split up the seeds, reform in
cavalry. Fighting, rolling spread the disease. Power in
numbers prevails overseas.

Fighting, rolling, split up the seeds, reform in
cavalry. Fighting, rolling, spread the disease, spill
your guts.

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