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Running like hell away from the smell Hot blast out your ass that they're talking with cavity creep looking for victims Band over and over to give you the fist Making it hurt all the way through ya Making you feel like your less of a man System of pain, obey the system You pay to play with you ass in the air So they say Sense of nothing Nothing makes sense Death and taxes Love your tax man So that's the way Law of the land, scum sucking maggots Eating the meat off the bones that they pick Making it known that they are your master Then breaking you faster than you brought it in So they say