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How's it feel now to be a slave
Married to the minimum wage
Toiling 'til the end of your days
Just to wind up in a forgotten grave
The Revolution was fought and lost
No one left back to cover the cost
Corporates they have to come to collect
Marching us off in the chains made of debt
They live, we sleep
We sow, they reap
They live, we sleep
We sow, they reap
They distract with their bright shiny things
Benign indifference and the joy it brings
Wealth is judged by your house and your car
Material shit now describes what you are
They live, we sleep
We sow, they reap
They live, we sleep
We sow, they reap
Life's a bowl of shit you must take
Realize that your freedom is fake
You can win back control of your fate
Make your own way through their world full of hate
They live, we sleep
We sow, they reap
They live, we sleep
We sow, they reap
They live, we sleep
We sow, they reap
They live, we sleep
We sow, they reap
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See them walking down the hall
At the fucking shopping mall
Think they're better than us all
It still stinks when they're in the stall
If you dare to smile at them
They'll look down their nose and chin
Oh so proper oh so prim
You're just there to serve their whim
High Maintenance Uber Bitch
High Maintenance Uber Bitch
Strap 'em to the chair, throw the fucking switch
Ride the lightning Uber Bitch
Being near you feels like the Benz
Someday you’re gonna make amends
Gonna round you up and all your friends
Put you to your bitter ends
High Maintenance Uber Bitch
High Maintenance Uber Bitch
Strap 'em to that chair, throw the fucking switch
Ride the lightning Uber Bitch
I'm so fucking sick of this
Life's a game that you should quit
High Maintenance Uber Bitch
High Maintenance Uber Bitch
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Staring down people with a toothless grin
Pasty white flesh and scabby skin
Shakin' sketchin' out of the meth
Big gay tweaker and his name is Beth
Big gay tweaker, big gay tweaker
You know he isn't nice unless he has his ice
He's a big gay tweaker
Cranked up can't sleep he’s feeling spun
Might as well go out now and have some fun
Grab two teeners and a party dress
Big gay tweaker he’s a big gay mess
Big gay tweaker, big gay tweaker
You know he isn't nice unless he has his ice
He's a big gay tweaker
Saturday night and he fightin’ with a man
Who really doesn't want to have to catch again
He lets up for a few more G's
And gets right down there on his knees
Big gay tweaker, big gay tweaker
You know he isn't nice unless he has his ice
He's a big gay tweaker
Big gay tweaker, big gay tweaker
You know he isn't nice unless he has his ice
He's a big gay tweaker
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Sunshine (2016 Demo)
03:13
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You tell me that you didn't know how you have been bought and sold
Just shut your stupid mouth keep doing as you're told
You see it on TV that this land is so plenty but
How come I step outside I just find my enemies
Get the hell away from me I can't stand what I see
This place is going bust and we’re choking on its dust
Do I look fuckin blind a victim of modern times
A robot with no mind left standin’ in your shopping line
See the sunshine get a little sunshine
You'll feel better better in the sunshine
Go on out go out into the sunshine
Get some sunshine some mother fucking sunshine
Get the sunshine get a little sunshine
You'll feel better better in the sunshine
Go on out go out into the sunshine
Get some sunshine your mother fucking sunshine
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Bad touch Tony he's a sleazy man
Oily hair and a spray on tan
He drives around in a creeper van
Snatchin' up little kids, snatchin' up little kids
Bad touch Tony he was on a date
You know he don’t like to wait
So he made that girl a Cosby drink
and then he had his way, then he had his way
Bad touch Tony, what can you do
Bad touch Tony, comin' for you
He'll sneak up now behind you
He's bad touch, bad touch Tony
Bad touch Tony was a preacher man
Sold religion across the land
He got caught with a dick in his hand
That didn't belong to him, didn't belong to him
Bad touch Tony got himself caught
Thrown into a cell to rot
Cellmate climbed up in his cot
That was all she wrote, that was all she wrote
Bad touch Tony this case is shut
Bad touch Tony takes it in his butt
Now he is a prison slut
He's bad touch, bad touch Tony
Bad touch Tony this case is shut
Bad touch Tony takes it in his butt
Now he is a prison slut
He's bad touch, bad touch Tony
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Got too drunk to start his car
Now he's walking to his bar
Hope it isn't very far ‘cuz he might fall down
He’s Kent, Kent the Creeper
Don't you ever try to hate
Got a sweater straight from ‘88
Crashed his car through another gate
Just a drunkard's lonely fate
Called Kent, Kent the Creeper
Kent the creeper, Kent the creeper, in your fucking head
Kent the creeper, Kent the creeper, now he's in your bed
Kent, Kent the creeper
Kent, Kent the creeper
Used to be the king of cool
Played in a band back in high school
Now he's staring at the pool
Through a telescope, touchin' his tool
Kent, Kent the Creeper
Kent the creeper, Kent the creeper, in your fucking head
Kent the creeper, Kent the creeper, now he's in your bed
Kent, Kent the creeper
Kent, Kent the creeper
Kent the creeper, Kent the creeper, in your fucking head
Kent the creeper, Kent the creeper, now he's in your bed
Kent, Kent the creeper
Kent, Kent the creeper
Smokin' those cigs and drink more beer
Chase that shit down with some Everclear
Not too drunk to fucking steer
He cruises the streets without fear
Kent, Kent the Creeper
Kent the Creeper, Kent the Creeper, In your fucking head
Kent the Creeper, Kent the Creeper, Now he's in your bed
Kent, Kent the Creeper
Kent, Kent the Creeper
Kent the creeper, ain’t no keeper, your daughter should beware
Kent the creeper, he’s a psycho tweaker, goes sniffin’ underwear
Kent, Kent the creeper
Kent, Kent the creeper
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Soft cage closing in today
No escaping anyway
Beat right down onto the floor
Beat so bad can’t take no more
Caught the dragon, but I let it go
Caught in some faded afterglow
Nothing left but debt and time
Making nickels while they take my dimes
Frustrated and hateful scorn
This weight on me like a crown of thorns
Blood is on my hands, but not from nails
Chokin' the system, while I watch it fail
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Drunk in Church
02:23
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Every Sunday I get up, I get up and I get drunk
I get drunk and go to church, and I don't think it's wrong
Off to church drunk again, swillin’ vodka, whisky, gin
Ain't no way that you can win when everything's a fucking sin
Priests drink wine with little boys, so they don't mind the special toys
Power of Christ compelling me to drink one more Long Island tea
Drink in church to pass the time, all the while the reverend whines
with his bible up his ass he can pass his holy gas
Every Sunday I jerk off, I jerk off and drink Smirnoff
I jerk off and go to church and shake the preacher's hand
Every Sunday I get up, I get up and I get drunk
I get up and I get drunk , I get up and I get drunk with Jesus
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