Comrades, people of the world
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We ain’t got nothing to lose
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Got them Bourgeoisie Blues
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Mr. IV Lenin, Lenin of love
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Gonna make us feel so fine
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With a hit of socialism in the mainline
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Bourgeois Parlimentarianism
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The highest state of society
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Third world debt, first world exploitation
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What a society we’re livin' in
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Sellin' third world drugs at first world prices
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They say Lenin was wrong, who says?
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It’s enough to give me the fucking blues
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I know you’re searching for some new sensation
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'Coz I saw you with the sugar man
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You took a taste of that sweet salvation
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Now you’re eatin' out the palm of his hand
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You hear some line from a song that reminds you
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Of a time when you were seventeen
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The memory moves ya but ya feel kinda confused
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'Coz now money is your melody
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Looks like temptation’s got a hold on you
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She’s eatin' away at your dreams
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You’re so hungry for that smell of money
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You been wastin' away for years
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Yeah, you’ve been tempted, brother
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You been tempted, sister, too
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Here you were hustlin' with some heavy connections
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Hooked up on those dollars and dimes
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You were looking for thrills and dressed up to kill
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Any motherfucker messin' with your goldmine
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Now you walk the line tryin to buy yourself time
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You want a honey backed guarantee
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But the bees they are buzzin' and the flies they are hummin'
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Round the holes in your hypocrisy
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Looks like temptation’s got a hold on you
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She’s eatin' away at your dreams
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You’re so hungry for that smell of money
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You been wastin' away for years
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What do we want?
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(Something about government)
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And what kinda power?
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Soviet power, it’s enough to give me the fucking blues
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Socialism, straight in the mainline
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See you’re wasting away now
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Socialism, straight in the mainline
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See you’re wasting away now
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Socialism, straight in the mainline
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See you’re wasting away now |