Well your greed for tokens and stamps
Underneath the fake oil burning lamps
In the city we forgot to name
The concourse' is a four wheel shame
And the courthouse is double breast
I'd like to check out your public (bodily) protest
So why you complaining? ta!
Those who sleep with electric guitars
Range roving with the cinema stars
And I wouldn't want to shake their hand
Cause they're in such a high protein land
Because there's forty different shades of black
So many fortresses and ways to attack
So why you complaining? ta!
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