war from a harlots mouth - what happens in the district... (paper agents) lyrics
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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
note down my words:
i don’t owe sh-t 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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