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Texty: Dillinger Four. Bite The Curb, Bite The Curb.

JUST WHEN I THOUGHT MY WORK WAS DONE
YOU HAD TO GO AND PULL IT
JUST WHEN YOU THOUGHT YOUR LUCK HAD WON
I'VE GOT ANOTHER BULLET
MY HANDS ARE TIRED BUT I'VE GOT STRENGTH TO FIRE
AND EVERY TIME I WATCH THE TV. NEWS
I SHARPEN MY SWORD
AND EVERYTIME I'M WATCHING VIDEOS
THE LIST GROWS SOME MORE
BUT I'VE GOT SO MANY THINGS TO DO
I'LL LIGHT THE SPARK TAKE THE WORLD FROM THE DARK
EACH LAUGH IS ANOTHER BRUISE
EACH REMARK IS ANOTHER NOOSE
I'M GETTING PISSED NOW AND YOU MADE THE LIST

THINK OF ALL THE CEO'S THAT FORTUNE SMILED UPON
500 LITTLE MAGGOTS MAKE THE LIST A BIT TOO LONG
IN MY MIND I KNOW ALL THINGS IN GOOD TIME
TIME HAS COME AND I DON'T KNOW EXACTLY WHERE TO START
I'VE GOT SO MANY NAMES BUT THAN YOU'RE SUCH AN EASY MARK
WHEN SUNDOWN COMES THE LIST WILL SHRINK BY ONE
I'LL LAY THE FART, TEAR THIS WHOLE WORLD APART