| You’re gonna do what I say
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| And say what I say
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| You stretch your peacock feathers
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| You’re always on display
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| Don’t act so God damned conflicted
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| You wouldn’t have it any other way
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| You’re gonna write down these words
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| And pass them along
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| You’re gonna fill your book
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| With your rights and wrongs
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| You’re going to tell your lurid world
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| The true intentions of these songs
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| I’m writing out a confession
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| Every record I’ve written has left me smitten
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| A career in masturbation
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| All in all we’re pawns
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| The ego of mankind stirs in us all
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| You wanna wipe that slate
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| And start all over again
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| You wanna hide your face
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| In shame of what your grandpappy did
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| Pretty soon here we’ll all be grandfathers
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| And our offspring will sing the same shit
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| The world was built on ego
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| It was built on slaves
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| The world was built on a tickle
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| Between our legs
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| Come on you big strong man
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| You wouldn’t have it any other way
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| I’m writing out a confession
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| My fathers and brothers
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| Raped your sisters and mothers
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| We are the sons of butchers
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| All in all we’re pawns
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| The darkness of mankind stirs in us all
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| I cast you out
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| I cast you out
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| I cast you out
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| I cast you out
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| I cast you out
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| I cast you out
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| I cast you out
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| I cast you out
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| I’ll drag you out
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| I’ll drive you out
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| I’ll drug you out
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| I’ll tear you out
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| I’ll cut you out
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| I’ll kick you out
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| I’ll push you out
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| I’ll pull you out
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| I cast you out
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| I’ll curse you out
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| I’ll shut you out
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| I’ll shit you out
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| I’ll clean you out
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| Grab a rope and hang you out to dry
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| Now I’ll damn you out
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| I cast you out
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| I’ll shove you out
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| I’m stayin'
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| All in all we’re pawns
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| The darkness of mankind stirs in us all |