| But there’s a lizard with a human face
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| He says he’s standing for democracy
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| And every wealthy man has earned his place
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| As did the undeserving in their poverty
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| He told my brother that he wasn’t a man
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| He broke my sister down again and again
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| His fathers stole and wrote the laws of the land
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| And now he flips the coin of power with all of his friends
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| Deciding who is fit to go out and die
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| And who is black enough to be left behind
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| And who will model their exceptional lie
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| And just how many they can murder at the borderline
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| I knew a woman with a scale in her hand
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| They bound and gagged her with the lies of the land
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| She couldn’t tell what she was measuring
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| So they tilt the scale to meet their own personal ends
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| Saying, «I'll shoot your son if he’s out of line»
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| «I'll rape your daughters underground where I hide»
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| «And I can murder anytime that I like
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| Cause I’m protected at my left and my right»
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| «I got a side that says I’m only a man
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| Another side that puts the gun in my hand»
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| «I'll trade your product of environment
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| For any alibi for consequence» |