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Here comes the woman |
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With the look in her eye |
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Raised on leather |
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With flesh on her mind |
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Words as weapons sharper than knives |
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Makes you wonder how the other half die |
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Other half die |
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Here come the man |
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With the look in his eye |
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Fed on nothing |
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But full of pride |
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Look at them go |
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Look at them kick |
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Makes you wonder how the other half live |
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The devil inside |
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The devil inside |
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Every single one of us the devil inside |
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The devil inside |
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The devil inside |
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Every single one of us the devil inside |
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Here come the world |
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With the look in its eye |
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Future uncertain but certainly slight |
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Look at the faces |
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Listen to the bells |
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It's hard to believe we need a place called hell |
