What Happens In The District... (Paper Agents) Lyrics
The new economy curs
They are barking again
Their chants are ringing out
Above the city's rooves
As they cross my way
Looking for a vent
I will bring them down
With my bare hands
This is the oldest brood
Clawing its way through
Armed with brief-cases
Dressed in tuxedo suits
Welcome to the jungle
This is what I've become
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Note down my words:
I don't owe shit to anyone!
This is the oldest brood
Clawing its way through
Armed with brief-cases
Dressed in tuxedo suits
