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Lower Class Brats - Not for Sale lyrics
You can buy all the studs and spikes That you could possibly wear Bondage pants, steel-cap boots And a head of spikey hair Safty pins in your ears And a brand new leather vest But there's one thing you could never buy And it makes you like the rest Cuz they could never sell my vengence And they'll never sell my strife They could never sell my passion It cuts like a knife They can't put a price on angst Or the fever of the youth Hang their lies in the local mall And sell 'em as the truth It's a commodity they can't buy They're all swine, drunk on greed It blows their mind to think That they can't market integrity |
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