Pound for pound we carry out threats better than anyone around
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Mean what we say even when we lie
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The heavyweights of the insolent class
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No counterweight to our whip and our cash
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Our needs must never be denied
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Always raising the stakes
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Always aiming low
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We've got no conscience and we're gonna explode
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They're putting up a strip mall where the factory used to be
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We deal in violence while it is the currency
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We're gonna blow!
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Brick by brick we put up walls that are never sufficiently thick
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To block off the consequences
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Still we save face by alluding to a mythical time and place
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Yearning for the days of wine and picket fences
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The world is tuned in
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A globalist episode
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Our morals are paper thin and we're gonna explode
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Don't look at me baby cause you know my hands are tied
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I know you left me here and I'm rotting on the vine
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Lying well enough to make a strong man fear the meek
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Check your pocketbooks cause I know you got off cheap
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Currency
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