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Spirit Of The West Labour Day Take It From The Source i was sitting in basil's with a friend and coffee thinking the world a fine place to be when the man on my right got up to leave and left a little piece of his mind with me he said, "faggots like you should be put in asylums" now tell me, who takes the blame for his being scared, so unaware that he would fire his fear without an ounce of shame whatever happened to love thy neighbour? nothing more than a worn out clich are all men created equal or has this too become pass? you don't need to open your mouth for me to read your lips i can follow the language displayed on your finger tip they don't look before they leap they don't think before they speak they just sharpen their tongues on you and me spit poison darts between perfect teeth you've got to take it from the source look at where it's coming from you're got to take it from the source they're only wasted words on me i guess i just don't measure up strayed from the straight and narrow road so you lock me up, throw away the key 'cause i don't live by your dress code that's ok, i've heard it before you can open the wound i feel no pain i don't need an armour suit you're the one with the ball and chain -chorus- |
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