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EThere's fire in her eyes in the altercatBion,
She blames her poverty on her parents geAneration,
AShe says they slit her up the nose now they want a payment,
AIt's fucking cold in here the landlords trying to make us vagranEts.
EAnd Jackie a whiskey buddy hits him with an ironB fist,
The landlord goes down swinging while you drink your buddy's pisAs,
AI don't know what to do now, they're now definitely on a list,
AI just sit back and brew it, coca cola communisEt.
EI'm glad you came and turned up next to me,
BLike a grenade with a pin out at a party,
AYou're like a fucking hurricane next to me,
AThere's fire on the fringe, whittle them down doEwn.
Pattern repeats for the rest of the song, real simple.
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