| If you’re sitting on a flight
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| Everybody’s packed in tight
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| And you put your seat back
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| Cunt act
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| And if you’re the only one
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| Left alive holding the gun
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| In a suicide pact
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| Cunt act
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| If a local footy team
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| Has a party dress-up themed
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| And their faces are all blacked
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| Cunt act
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| If you fuck over the poor
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| Hiding your profits offshore
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| Just to pay less tax
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| Cunt act
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| Cunt act
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| If they force you to comply
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| With another F.O.I
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| But the good bits you redact
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| Cunt act
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| When a boxer lost a fight
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| And you tweet him every night
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| To remind him of the fact
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| When a lumberjack is good
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| But you grab the piece of wood
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| When he’s just swinging the axe
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| Cunt act
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| When the witness on a case
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| Has a sudden about-face
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| And testimony he retracts
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| Cunt act
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| When you roll a seasoned ham
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| At a heap of tomato cans
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| Just after they’ve been stacked
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| Cunt act
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| When your workers have to swear
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| They won’t unionise while there
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| So they can easily be sacked
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| Cunt act
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| Cunt act
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| Cunt act
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| Cunt act
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| Woo!
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| When your wallet gets racked
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| You’re woken after you’ve relaxed
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| When your phone screen is cracked
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| You dropped your bong after you’ve packed
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| When the Feds have got you tracked
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| When your credos all got maxed
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| You’re still peckish when you’ve snacked
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| When you’ve gibed and should have tacked
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| Cunt act
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| Cunt act
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| Cunt act
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| Cunt act
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| Cunt act |