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This is a plague on all our homes |
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The gutter and the prisons we will own |
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Yr rigging all the fights and siding with the cheats |
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Yr picking up yr winnings late next week |
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The television spits and the wives are crying |
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The adverts tell the truth when the father's lying |
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Why won't someone tell me |
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Why my government doesn't hear all the warnings? |
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No one will gamble and no one will **** |
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'Cause the loyalty's lost and the drinkers are drunk |
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The factory cheats and the industry lies |
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Yr daddy ain't got a job in the morning |
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The criminals wave and the officers smile |
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They're killing all the angels who picked a fight |
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The fences are high and the battle is lost |
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The money is saved whatever the cost |
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The television spits and the wives are crying |
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The adverts tell the truth when the father's lying |
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Why won't someone tell me |
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Why my government doesn't hear all the warnings? |
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No one will gamble and no one will **** |
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'Cause the loyalty's lost and the drinkers are drunk |
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The factory cheats and the industry lies |
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Yr daddy ain't got a job in the morning |
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Everyone gambles and everyone ****s |
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Over everyone else 'til the reason is lost |
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Everyone's stabbing their friends in the back |
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My daddy ain't got a job in the morning |
