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Rundgren Todd Second Wind Public Servant Cut 'em loose Public servant, public slave It's one single slice from the cradle to the grave Can't remember why you're still in the race To be a public servant, public slave You got to know who Satan is You know you made him come alive You let the yahoos write the script When you sold your soul to survive I only want to hear my voice Come on, hit me where I live Let's imagine we had a choice Let's pretend we're persuasive I guess it keeps you off the street I guess you couldn't find honest work And you're content to follow the fleet Hanging 'round with world-class jerks I guess you can't have too little class Sometimes it pays to have no soul Just keep your mindset in the past And your head up your asshole It's not as if we couldn't cope It's not as if the pope eloped It's just as if you're out of hope And if you can't stand twice as tall If you're too afraid to fall If you haven't got the balls Cut 'em loose |
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