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Overprivileged The The Wrath Of Greenspan

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you always say save the planet, you really mean save yourself, don't care about the environment, just your own predicament as if the world would die,

i been watching you for a decade now and i think i got authority to say, i think i know what you're all about you fashion punks can all just go away

i wanna kill this antiquated centralized distribution model, i don't wanna get fucked anymore by this status quo some coddle don't let fear keep us bound

sitting with my holes unchecked i take on water till i bloat, as i list i idly wonder will i sink or just explode take my girl take my world take my

at first it was we feared the police, stay in line, get on your knees, Scared of their use of weaponry and malicious brutality then it was the cops feared

dropped we all get fried come on boys and girls, sing along, ok? well there's a punk in the alley and he's looking for a fight, an [overprivileged] on

it breeds contentment for the lower classes, like marx said, it's the opiate of the masses we don't bow down to religious fascists, they can kiss our

stage dive steel toes first blood sprays as a nose is crushed, boot to head to fist to chest the one left standing is the one who moshed best shirt off