| This is the story of a noble heart
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| That was broken
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| And pounded from the very start
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| You think you know violence?
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| You think you know pain?
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| Well think again, you little puke
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| Cause even Job knew love and life
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| Before he suffered:
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| My friend never did
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| Once he was young and helpess:
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| Help never came
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| Well. |
| he’ll never be helpless again
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| Who’s laughing now?
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| No one’s laughing now?
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| And never again.
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| Cause now he’s got a gun
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| You mothers fuckers better run
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| Cause now he’s got a gun
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| Yeah, there’s no justice, there’s just us:
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| He knew it from day one
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| That there’s no justice, there’s just us
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| NO love and light but now he’s got a gun
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| Who’s laughing now?
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| No one’s laughing now?
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| And never again.
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| Cause now he’s got a gun
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| You mothers fuckers better run
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| Cause now he’s got a gun
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| You mothers fuckers better run
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| You ain’t laughing now
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| (This next part of the song is derictly to
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| Steve, where ever he may be:)
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| Did you call my name and I didn’t hear?
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| Did you call my name and I didn’t care?
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| Did you call my our names and we didn’t hear?
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| Did you call our names
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| And think we did not care?
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| Now he’s gotta gun
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| You mothers fuckers better run
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| Now he’s gotta gun
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| You mothers fuckers better run
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| Now he’s gotta gun
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| My jesus mercy |