| They called me a liar, a cheat and a thief
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| They called me a sleaze and a creep
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| They said I was stupid, they said I was wrong
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| They told me my brain was asleep
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| They new all along that I’d take revenge
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| Get even for all of their lies
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| The truth doesn’t hurt as much as this dirt
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| So now I must plot their demise
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| Don’t: don’t critisize or try to be wise
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| Or I’ll kick you in the teeth
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| Don’t: don’t make me fight, at least not tonight
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| Or they’ll be laying your wreath
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| Don’t know who they are but they can’t be far
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| So I’ll hurt them down and make 'em pay
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| I’ve heard it before, I’ve heard it too much
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| I heard it only yesterday
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| They think they are smart, thy think they’re tough
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| Well let 'em say it to my face
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| Cause when I am through, I’ll promise you
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| Below the belt, my fist I’ll place |