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What gives you the right hey you |
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To stand there and tell me what to do |
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Tell me who gave you the power |
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To stop me from livin' like I do |
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Remember if you plan to stay |
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Those who give can take away |
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Don't bite the hand that feeds you |
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Just one time I'd like to be somewhere where |
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None of your clever lies fill the air |
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I'm tired of your frozen smile and your voice of tin |
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We just might all gang up on you |
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Turn the knob and do you in |
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Remember if you plan to stay |
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Those who give can take away |
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Don't bite the hand that feeds you |
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This never ending power play |
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Tween jealous greed and vicious hate |
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Is grinding us like giant millstones |
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And it can't be our only fate |
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It's time we got our heads together |
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And let 'em know that we're awake |
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Those in the dark, you know they're no longer blind |
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They're breakin' from your strangle hold on their minds |
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Those who can see don't need no one to cross the street |
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Be careful who you're pushin' round |
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They just might find you obsolete |
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Remember if you plan to stay |
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Those who give can take away |
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Don't bite the hand that feeds you |
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What gives you the right hey |
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To stand there and tell me what to do |
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Tell me who gave you the power |
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To stop me from livin' like I do |
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Remember if you plan to stay |
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Those who give can take away |
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Don't bite the hand that feeds you |
