Beat down like a pile of junk
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Politically incorrect
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We knew he deserved the best But he never got no
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respect
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Six kids and an empty wallet
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With a hole the size of a dime
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Not a dollar or a dream to boot
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He thanks God for a hell of a time
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Here lies the middle class
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What once was is now past
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Our forefathers spent their lives cultivating
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this ?
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One man army born and bred
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Never cared much what no one said
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Worked all dat till his fingers bled
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He was a one man army
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One day he bought a shotgun
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And went home and sat on the bed
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He downed more than a couple of drinks
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That put the 's' word in his head
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So the future is not so bright when everything
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looks so dim
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Then he tought about who he loves
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But thought more about who loves him
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Too much pain and no gain
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Suck the blood from my veins
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I work too hard to have you
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Take it all away
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I see red when you see green
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Kill us all when we turn 18
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If oppertunity ever knocked
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I guess we weren't home
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One Man Army
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