| We are the ones that keep this city moving
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| You should see the black holes that we crawled out from
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| backroom deals and brand new wheels
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| the middle class will never heal
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| someone call the cops, nah there under all our thumbs
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| Cause they’re dumb, dumb dumb dumb
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| they’ll never know what hit em
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| tell them I’m the boss
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| skim it off the top, and line the right guys pockets
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| buy your local office, then on to washington
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| we will dance and we will sing for the progress that we’ll never bring
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| the downfall of a nation was never quite so fun
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| Your blindfolds in the mail
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| light that cigaret before all of it falls down
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| your pretty words will fail, we know
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| My faith in you is drained, Its been poured out of this child like heart
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| You’ll pay for all the lies you sold
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| Cause we are the ones that keep our city moving
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| we’ll be the ones that send you off to jail
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| we will dance and we will sing for the justice that our voice will bring
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| justice of a nation, is coming down like hail
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| Cause your done, done done done
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| you’ll never knew what hitcha
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| we gotta keep that city moving
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| farewell to the boss |