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Here he comes, in the dead of the
His hair out, his shoulders hunched
Secure with his Third World
[...] sewers of degredation
I hate his guts we we have not spoken
[...] You must be joking!
The Lambourghini cleaner
Everybody hates the holy
Yeah, the mugger

I to send this blacklist out
and watch these rakes crawl my house
The silence here has me mad
Jihad, jihad, the fuck was that?
The holy
The holy
The holy

In a week, he's dead, talks
but they do--it was his own fault
His in the gutter, just the way he fell
We glower at the and ignore the smell
and it's closing time at the Brothel
and the rail track breaths a rickety
The burglars their hearses home
The kids stay in and learn to speak in

Who dunnit? I don't know. I know!

Here he comes, he died
He the street [...]
and a whitewashed cap on a swimming
Find his fortunes on his
[...?]
I am now a [...?]
I'll that this is normal
[...?] it must be
The mugger
The mugger
The holy
The Nazi from hell!