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Politicians, with their bitches, like their girlfriends in hotels. All the riches are like crutches to defend the ones that fell. Well they all be (forty/faulty??), and Albuquerque, Wishing I did something then, wishing I did something then People go out on the city streets Flying the for mutiny, etcetera, etcetera Flying the for mutiny, etcetera, etcetera In the Commons, when they're joking don't you know it's at your expense? it's the gallows of the brother, at the cost of someone else and they won't be sorry, cause it's funny, and will show our descent and will show them our descent People go out on the city streets Flying the for mutiny, etcetera, etcetera We will go out on the city streets Flying the for mutiny, etcetera, etcetera