Tailor made for the lone child
Labor born put upon
The bylaw takes effect increase as a valiant force blazes on
And if the furnace runs out of heat
Die or evasively presume a new one
So put this chump in his place
The common wealth in mass appeal
So let's get it straight
The patron's weight overrides two cents of the crowds
And just a f*ck like you in the way
Is all in a days worth to erase
So make or break your wage
Steady rise of the lone child
Payback born to the bone
And subject to a vast array of malignant pay to fold
But a little bird told me
That the only way to go is right through them
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