| Some humans ain’t human
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| Some people ain’t kind
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| You open up their hearts
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| And here’s what you’ll find
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| A few frozen pizzas
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| Some ice cubes with hair
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| A broken popsicle
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| You don’t wanna go there
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| Some humans ain’t human
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| Though they walk like we do
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| They live and they breathe
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| Just to turn your old screw
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| They screw you when you’re sleeping
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| They try to screw you blind
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| Some humans ain’t human
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| Some people ain’t kind
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| You might go to church
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| You sit down in a pew
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| Those humans who ain’t human
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| Could be sittin' right next to you
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| They talk about your family
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| They talk about your clothes
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| When they don’t know their own ass
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| From their own elbows
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| Jealousy and stupidity
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| Don’t equal harmony
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| Jealousy and stupidity
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| Don’t equal harmony
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| Have you ever noticed?
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| When you’re feeling really good
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| There’s always a pigeon
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| That’ll come shit on your hood
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| Or you’re feeling your freedom
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| And the world’s off your back
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| Some cowboy from Texas
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| Starts his own war in Iraq
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| Some humans ain’t human
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| Some people ain’t kind
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| They lie through their teeth
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| With their head up their behind
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| You open up their hearts
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| And here’s what you’ll find
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| Some humans ain’t human
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| Some people ain’t kind |