| Banned from the Roxy… Ok
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| I never much liked playing there anyway
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| They said they only wanted well behaved boys
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| Do they think guitars and microphones are just toys?
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| Well, i’ve chosen to make my stand
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| Against what I feel is wrong with this land
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| They just sit there on their overfed asses
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| Feeding off the sweat of less fortunate classes
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| They keep their power cos their finger’s on the button
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| They got control and won’t let it be forgotten
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| The truth of their reality is at the end of a gun
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| The proof is all in history and is no fun
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| Seeing the army in your front yard
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| Seeing the machine guns resting on the fence
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| Finding the entrance to your door is bared
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| And they got the nerve to call back defence
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| Seems their defence is a just the threat of strength
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| Protection for the privileged at any length
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| The government protecting their profits from the poor
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| The rich and the fortunate chaining up the door
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| Afraid that the people may ask for a little bit more
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| Than the shit they get, the shit they get, the shit they get
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| The shit they get
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| Defence it’s nothing less than war
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| And no one but the government knows what it’s for
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| Oh yes they say it’s defence, say it’s decency
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| Mai Lai, Hiroshima, know what I mean?
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| The same lies with depressing frequency
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| They say «We had to do it to keep our lives clean»
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| Well whose life? | 
| Who are they talking to?
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| I’ll tell you one thing, it ain’t me and you
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| And their systems, christ, they’re everywhere
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| School, army, church, the corporation deal
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| Our reality based on fear
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| A conspiracy to stop you feeling real
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| But they’re wrong
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| I’d say they’re wrong
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| I swear they’re wrong
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| I know they’re wrong
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| I ain’t quite ready with my gun
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| But we’ve always got our song
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| So i’ve been
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| Banned from the Roxy, Ok
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| Never much like playing there anyways |