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arjun francesco khurana - -$37.63 lyrics

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words upon a page
find your inner rage
gentrify your heart out
right up there on stage

break the bread of man
cut your filthy hand
build a mausoleum
be a sycophant

sheet white bearded face
mary full of grace
clear all the dirt and
keep it clean with mace

sell your soul to god
sell it to riyadh
lo stesso per me. it
shows that you’re a fraud

maybe ninety+fives
could come out alive
but all of the zeroes
their short tongues are tied

barricade your door
head prеssed to the floor
cross broken bеside you
pray to something more
god does not play dice
god does not play nice
read the book of job. say
god does not tell lies

anthill babylon
red sea has been drawn
cut an old man’s senses
find out god is gone

living in a cave
shadows aren’t the same
living just to die. the
system is depraved

potholes in your head
pot beneath your bed
leave a broken system
follow me instead

elbow through the crowd
make my father proud
crawl on hands and knees to
run me out of town

elbow through the crowd
hear them crying loud
hear them cry for change and
kick me when i’m down
closure from the law
closure in your jaw
rubber in your pocket
closure in your paws

listen to the deaf
all their friends have left
echo through the canyon
please don’t watch your step

television set
caught you in a net
money in your pocket
steven spielberg’s pet

run away with me
jump through a tv
out the other side there’s
not much more to see

don’t know who to blame
ain’t we all the same?
ain’t we all just playing
this one+sided game?

systems made of glass
all bad things might pass
one unfair exchange won’t
bite you in the ass
melt down all the land
turn it into sand
melt it all again, now
do you understand?

snap a plastic cross
take a sip of voss
taste the blood of nestle
leave me at a loss

chalk lines on cement
lanyards in a tent
laughing over drinks as
they collect their rent

take it from the poor
go looking for more
buy yourself a spirit
buy it in a store

graph out my demands
money in my hand
gap and floor and shortage
don’t you understand?

images on film
cook me in a kiln
walk along the pipeline
sudo dotnet build

never tell a soul
t++th are black with coal
eyes are lined with diamonds
pocket lined with tolls

kings not yet arraigned
six pages a day
you might have more money
if you stayed away

serfdom to a slave
serfdom to a knave
he will let you die. the
system is depraved

thirty seven bucks
bring me home some muck
brownnose exxon mobil
don’t forget to tuck

thirty seven bucks
well, that’s just my luck
that’ll hold me over
don’t forget to tuck

stand before the court
house spectator sport
steal a loaf of bread and
drink some toilet port

hear the gavel slam
they don’t give a d+mn
try to speak, become a
sacrificial lamb

shine my leather boots
tie yourself a noose
jackknife on the highway
what’s there left to lose?

what gives me the right?
do i join the fight?
am i in the dark or
can i join the white?

oil black as night
starry soybean blight
am i in the dark or
can i join the white?

- arjun francesco khurana lyrics

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