| You taught me so well to be an idiot
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| I almost became every word that you said
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| And everyday you gave to me
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| Special thoughts, lessons free
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| Underwhelmed by your generosity
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| I quickly began to compensate
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| So forgive me if I sound disinterested
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| Why should I comply with this?
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| So why should I conform to this?
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| So why should I comply with this?
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| So why should I conform to this?
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| When I stand with the mike in my hand
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| A love of the land I always question those
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| Who are in command
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| I’m taking nothing from the troops
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| In their big black boots
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| Got you jumping through hoops
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| And setting fire to your roots
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| You paramilitary groups you don’t scare me
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| Mess with the posse and they might have to tear me
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| Off ya, check me, know what I mean?
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| And I don’t give a fuck about COMBAT-18.
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| It seems simple the first time they get you
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| 'cause children are all born the same
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| And they play together till someone tells them lies
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| And they got me this way a long time ago
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| But this time they won’t get me, no
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| Roll with the team
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| Turn on the high beam
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| Expose the lies washin' up downstream
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| You see your BNP you ain’t shit to me.
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| Loud mixed-Briton, proud of my ancestry
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| Get back to jack to that |