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WAR FROM A HARLOTS MOUTH lyrics : "What Happens In The District... (paper Agents)"

The new economy curs
They are barking again
Their chants are ringing out

Above the city's rooves

As they cross my way

Looking for a vent
I will bring them down
With my bare hands


This is the oldest brood
Clawing its way through

Armed with brief-cases
Dressed in tuxedo suits


Welcome to the jungle
This is what I've become
Note down my words:

I don't owe %#@! to anyone!

This is the oldest brood

Clawing its way through
Armed with brief-cases
Dressed in tuxedo suits

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