I'm ashamed that you're not more angry
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It's a mans world but it's falling apart
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No we don't share a thing we kill and rob and anthropomorphize God
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Battle drums of the Rogues March
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Rattle my bones for the ghost
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Of revolutionaries biding their time recruiting at the local bread line
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Idle hands burn the midnight oil
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Muscles ache
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Sweat on your brow
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Oh the Rogue's March
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-We're the heart and soul of this heartless country-
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Now I'm a happy voter, free wheelin' like General Motors
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Pero, No Trabajo
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Come on come on now lets think twice people aren't made of sugar and spice
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It's a long dark road to suffer disgrace
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-We're the heart and soul of this heartless country-
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Rogue's March
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