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Get a good job, one that will last Spend the next 50 years, tongue jammed up the boss' ass Or I can be my own boss, be my own cop too Fuck myself in the butt and beat myself black and blue No I'd rather get by lollies taking life in my own hands While the boss steals my time I'm stealing what I can When you see me on the street, do my looks annoy you? Take a real good look at what's going to destroy you I found I like being a problem playing at your fall What you gonna do about it? You can't kill us all I'm an enemy and you're the fuckin pigs Ever think that these machines might bе lighting more than cigs? Remembеr us from Moss Side or was it Paris '68? Fires too close for comfort? It's just practice for your wake We're playing new games now, riots every day Your end's around the corner, so have a nice day We'll be destroying the morals that make us your slaves We'll be killing cops and bosses, and fucking on your graves No more cops, no more work, no more bosses, no more money, no more politics, no more sacrifices, no more wasted time, no more mommies, no more religions, no more boredom, no more orders, no more bad jokes, no more of this shit