Your chances are running out
I can see possibilities clearly
The poor man who put those
Rumours about
Obviously didnt really hear me
Breaking our backs with slurs
And taking our tax for murdering
The only thing I know
Shell have to go
Your grass may be greener man
I was born on the pavement
Im standing in
Its blue grass honey
Its a working man
Its more than all the things
That youre demanding
Breaking our backs with slurs
And taking our tax for murdering
The only thing I know
Shell have to go
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