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They ask me why I'm hateful, why I'm bad. |
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They tell me I got things they never had. |
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They tell me go to church and see the light. |
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Cos the good lord's always right. |
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So what, so what. |
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So what if Jesus died on the cross. |
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So what about the fucker, I don't give a toss. |
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So what if the master walked on the water. |
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I don't see him trying to stop the slaughter. |
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They say I wouldn't have to live from bins. |
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If I would go along, confess my sins. |
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They say I shouldn't commit no crime. |
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Cos Jesus Christ is watching all the time. |
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So what, so what. |
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So what if he's always over my shoulder. |
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I realise the truth as I get older. |
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I get to see what a con it is. |
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Because it's my life, mine not his. |
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Well, they say they're going to send me away. |
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Said they're going to make me pay. |
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We're sorry but you got to go. |
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But you were naughty, you said "No". |
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So what, so what. |
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So what if I see through the lies. |
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So what if the people I despise |
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Twist my arm and make me work, |
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I'm no deaf, no fucking jerk. |
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I'm no spastic lying in the street. |
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I'm no superstar elite. |
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I'm just a person, a human being. |
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NO YOU'RE NOT, YOU'RE A PART OF THE MACHINE. |
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You're a part our machine because we want you to be. |
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We've got you now and you'll never be free. |
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We can even have your body after you're dead. |
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We can take the eyes out of your fucking head. |
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Yes we'll take them out, use them again. |
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We can do it you know cos we've got your brain. |
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We'll crucify you like we crucified him. |
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We'll make you obey our every whim. |
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We got the power, the power and the glory. |
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I've heard that before in a different story. |
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But the story I heard covered up the truth, |
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Didn't touch on the actual factual proof. |
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Didn't say about the bodies in the concentration camps, |
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Didn't say about the (surgeons) knives underneath the lamps, |
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Doesn't say that the ovens are still warm, |
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Doesn't say that this wretched little form |
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Is a human being who wants to live |
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But not in the snot and shit they give. |
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They say that I had better keep quiet |
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Or they're gonna douse my light. |
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Jesus Christ can save my life, |
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But I can always use my knife. |
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So what, so what, so what, so what, so what, so what, so what, SO WHAT. |
