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Now, I'm not sure if you wanna know |
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what's going on behind that door |
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A stream of lies, a constant flow, |
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a twist of power, a twsit of law |
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You'll do me a favour, some rules to bend, |
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the curtains are down, you know where it'll end |
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Now partners in crime, in lies alone, |
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Looking so sweet but we're bad to the bone |
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Corruption, this ain't no house of decent men |
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Corruption, here comes that sudden silence again |
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Now far from honest, far from grace, |
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I've done my time in a secret place |
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We take what's for granted, we take what's fair, |
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The World for lunch, then down the stairs |
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Keep our secrets & fingers crossed, |
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a slip of the tounge, we're down we're lost |
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We dream of days where money talks, |
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The curtains are down, the failure walks |
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Corruption, this ain't no house of decent men |
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Corruption, here comes that sudden silence again |
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We walk the line in clean white shirts |
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We pray "The News" stop diggin' the dirt |
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We lie once more, until the truth dissolve, |
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We pray for silence, our hearts revolve, |
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We're now mechanics of make believe, |
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The merchandise so cold and clean |
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We lack compassion, we lack in faith, |
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We bend the rules as laong as it pays... |
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Corruption, this ain't no house of decent men |
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Corruption, here comes that sudden silence again |