الكلمات الأصلية
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Live for toil, maybe then you'll earn it
Save yourself, we're not paying for it
It's a joke when you think about it
Gather your stones, bring out your torches
Run amok, bonfires burning churches
Age old narrative, this story's getting old
Rape yourself through Yale, won't you?
Judge yourself a version of her future
Laying in your sunbeam, your big boy American Dream
Big dumb boy, it doesn't make sense to me
Where do you find the joy?
Where's your heart? I think I saw it yesteryear?
You're tearing us apart
Old boys' club calling all the shots
Shut us down, can you connect the dots?
Left unheard, it's a cruel, cruel plot
When I'm strong, you call me arrogant
When I'm cute, I am incompetent
Left unheard, it's a cruel, cruel plot
Big dumb boy, it doesn't make sense to me
Where do you find the joy?
Where's your heart? I think I saw it yesteryear?
You're tearing us apart
Big dumb boy, it doesn't make sense to me
Makes no sense at all
