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| Sum 41 Underclass Hero The Jester A jester of sorts You stand holding your court Over minions of capital hill In a bath full of blood All alone, standing still Under God, you can fire at will And when (when!) The devil's angels come Take your life and lead you To the flies beneath Go ahead so we kill (hey!) And lose the dead who was, Above us and beneath us, Waiting in their graves, It's a nation free for all A prodigal son Can't undo what he's done A figure head of capital crime With a light shining down As you fall to your knees To repent would be nothing but lies And when (when!) The devil's angels come Take your life and lead you To the flies beneath Go ahead as we did (hey!) And lose the dead who was, above us and beneath us, waiting in their graves, It's a nation free for all la la la la la la la la la la la (hey!) (hey!)..... Dead beat Six feet Dead underground An eye for an eye Only leaves us all blind Going once twice and then it goes down And when (when!) The devil's angels come Take your life and lead you To the flies Go ahead so we kill (hey!) And lose the dead who was, above us and beneath us, waiting in their graves, Its a nation free for all |
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