| Well, I won’t be caught living in a dead-end job
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| While praying to my government, guns, and God
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| Now it’s us against them, we’re here to represent
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| And spit right in the face of the establishment
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| And now I don’t believe (in having faith in nothing)
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| Stand on my own (and got no sympathy)
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| Wasting the youth (while being young and useless)
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| Speak for yourself (and don’t pray for me)
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| Well, because we’re doing fine, and we don’t need to be told
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| That we’re doing fine, 'cause we won’t give you control
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| And we don’t need anything from you, 'cause we’ll
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| Be just fine, and we won’t be bought and sold, just like you
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| A call across the Underclass!
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| Calling out loud with no respect
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| I’m not the one, I’m just another reject
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| I’m the voice to offend all those who pretend
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| Unsung against the grain, I’m here to rise against
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| Now I’m desensitized (I state my place in nowhere)
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| Burning the flag (of the degeneration)
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| Everyone sing (the anthem of no future)
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| Down with the mass ('cause we’re not listening)
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| Well, because we’re doing fine, and we don’t need to be told
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| That we’re doing fine, 'cause we won’t give you control
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| And we don’t need anything from you, 'cause we’ll
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| Be just fine, and we won’t be bought and sold, just like you
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| May I have your attention please?
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| I pledge allegiance to the Underclass as your hero at large!
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| One, two, three, four…
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| We’re the saints of degeneration
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| We don’t owe anyone an explanation
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| Fuck elitists, we don’t need this
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| We’re the elite of just alright
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| Well, because we’re doing fine, and we don’t need to be told
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| That we’re doing fine, 'cause we won’t give you control
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| And we don’t need anything from you, 'cause we’ll
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| Be just fine, and we won’t be bought and sold, just like you |