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Rage Against The Machine Evil Empire Revolver His spit is worth more than her work Pass the purse to the pugilists He's a prizefighter He bought rings and he owns kin And now he's swingin And now he's the champion Hey revolver, dont mothers make good fathers? Revolver A spotless domain Hides festering hopes Shes certain there's more Rictures of fields without fences Her body numbs as he approaches the door Hey revolver, dont mothers make good fathers? Revolver |
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