| We’ve worked it out, figured out what its all about
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| Don’t retreat but don’t be seen, Let nothing come between
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| No more lazy days, what rate do they pay?
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| Here’s a knife, carve a life. |
| As we plot your downfall in the nearest aisle
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| They’re nailing up the coffin but you’re smiling as you go
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| Coining in to nothing, it’s all part of the freak show
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| Walk in my shadow
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| Ritual exclusion is just a part of everything
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| And tolerance depends upon the song you sing
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| Who’s poison arrow?
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| And if you dance, you command no more respect
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| Now we’ll have to find some other way to keep the children safe
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| Eve’s been at the drawing board to segregate the human race
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| Falling from an altercation, you’re put in a situation
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| Denied access to the one thing bound to stop you going under
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| Now you’ll have to face tomorrow with no hope to beg or borrow
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| Once you count it up you know you’re gonna find it’s not enough
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| Your only hope’s to cook the books, Pray the man don’t choose to look you up |