I don´t know Because she says so He´s a faggot boy The TV says so He´s a junkie piece of shit because he says so
All that first-class jet set brings me down, down, down All that first-class drug shit brings me down, down, down
It´s a big machine, it´s a big machine We´re all slaves to a big machine It´s a big machine, it´s a big machine We´re all slaves to a big machine All tied up to a big machine I got houses Got cars I got a wife I got kids Got money in the bank
Get away without borders I´m a slave, New World Order I guess I chose to be I guess I chose to be I guess I chose to be I guess I chose to be
Hope I teach my son how to be a man Now before he hits 35 Comic book lives don´t really have any real life do they now
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