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No more than His bosses oldest prop
Right before retirement they sack him from the job
And the bank won’t cash His checks no more
He’ll soon be homeless, and they don’t care
He wonders who will get Him justice?
Who will get His back? Who will set it right?
and He’s about to realize it’s open season for the swine
God bless Him and His plastic badge
Face the Sherriff and you’ll meet your match
You just don’t fuck with our bread, alright
Life is overrated, nothing sacred there, and so
Love’s been overstated, I’m not jaded, I’m just aware!
Yeah, so what if I don’t care?
They had it coming - don’t say it wasn’t fair
God bless Him and His plastic badge
Face the Sherriff and you’ll meet your match
You just don’t fuck with our families - hope you got that right
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from
We Hate You,
released 16 December 2011
Written by The Pink Elephants
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