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The bastards in the yard, they circle the house and carThey'll make a check today, yet spend it on themselvesA hostage of cocaine, bump off buck knivesWith skinny and rancid whores, or a child at the porn storeIt's coming...wait for them to kill the innocent manThe kid next door, it's the finalization, we're the battered herdIt's coming...wait for them to kill the most in usThe riveting shock, for half a blockMy synapsis is full of years and years and years and yearsA hermaphrodite hanging in the window of causeA borrowed theme song, a twisted tideThrow me to the dogs todayI could care less now
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