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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