| Lost by mistake, people, they don’t know me
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| Shout «Fire, fire» when they’re getting raped
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| Jealousy and hate keeps us together
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| When we’re down in the bottom of the barrel
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| Lost by mistake, people, they don’t know me
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| Shout «Fire, fire» when they’re getting raped
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| Jealousy and hate keeps us together
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| When we’re down in the bottom of the barrel
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| Said, what’s that hit me, Sid the shover?
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| Hardly stands for half a brother
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| Instant hit them, hot the hitter
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| I slug down and spear my liver
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| Sick and drunken, keep the chin up
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| The liver ain’t your fault, man, why you figure?
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| I have no heart and I no got money
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| She tastes just like a nine-volt battery
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| Drinkin' it down on the pissed-up corner
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| Lookin' out of order, friends and their foes
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| Everyone knows, everyone sees
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| Sniffin' up blow, secret scrubber
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| It’s not surer, I sure the car then call her
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| If it ain’t her fault, man, leave her alone
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| No! |
| Lola, Lola!
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| Lost by mistake, people, they don’t know me
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| Shout «Fire, fire» when they’re getting raped
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| Jealousy and hate keeps us together
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| When we’re down in the bottom of the barrel
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| Lost by mistake, people, they don’t know me
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| Shout «Fire, fire» when they’re getting raped
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| Jealousy and hate keeps us together
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| When we’re down in the bottom of the barrel
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| Well, there’s bodies rottin' in the clay
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| Boys are screamin', «No Parlez»
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| Victims run to fire safety
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| By guys on checkpoint Charlie
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| Hardly partly for a Barley fever
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| Run to the boiler room, pull the lever
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| Either you’re with us or with the Grim Reaper
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| Sierra Oscar Tango, receiver
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| I’m just a man of flesh and blood
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| Stop lookin' up, he’s not a god
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| Stepped on you to get to the top
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| When the tick tocks, I call 'em back like «Good»
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| I’m jammed if they stopped and I watch as they are
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| Can you forget me not, man of the top
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| And a moment of fire and passion of gods
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| Celebrate hatred and lootin' the city
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| Lost by mistake, people, they don’t know me
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| Shout «Fire, fire» when they’re getting raped
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| Jealousy and hate keeps us together
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| When we’re down in the bottom of the barrel
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| Lost by mistake, people, they don’t know me
|
| Shout «Fire, fire» when they’re getting raped
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| Jealousy and hate keeps us together
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| When we’re down in the bottom of the barrel |