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Got no time to slice yer wrists
Not a lot of time to knife yer neck
Were overworked were underpayed
Pickin' cotton in yer field of dreams
Problem people bought confusion
One state fog of illusion
Problem people reaction
Reaction is solution
Get ready, Hell mary, bloody mary forgets
You'll get yer marry's worth
You'll get the mother queen
There killin' babies
All the bodies holdin' up the flag
Wrapping paper for the patriots
Brick heads in the sand
Storm after calm and your content
Problem people bought confusion
One state fog of illusion
Problem people reaction
Reaction is solution
Get ready, Hell mary, bloody mary forgets
You'll get yer marry's worth
You'll get the mother queen
There killin' babies