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Rage Against the Machine - Revolver lyrics
His spit is worth more than her work Pass the purse to the pugilist He's a prizefighter He brought rings and he owns kin And now he's swingin' And now he's the champion Hey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers? Revolver A potless domain Hiders festerning hopes she's certain there's more pictures of fields without fences Her body numbs as he approaches the door Hey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers? Revolver |
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