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The bastards in the yard They circle the house and cars They'll make a check today Yet spend it on themselves A hostage of cocaine Bumps off buck knives With skinny and rancid whores Or a child at the porn store It's coming Wait for them to kill the innocent man The kid next door A finalization We're the battered herd It's coming Wait for them to kill the most in us The riveting shock For half a block My synopsis is full Of years, years, years, years A hermaphrodite hanging In the window of cause A borrowed theme song A twisted tide Throw me to the dogs today I could care less now Throw me to the dogs today I could care less now