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War From A Harlots Mouth
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What Happens In The District...(Paper Agents)
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 Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com This is what I've become 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 suitsretirement
You rather buy things you don't need From money you don't have To impress people you don't like Who keep the job 'inside'
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