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Press your flesh to my face.
Spray your words all over the place.
Wake up you lazy fuck,
show me how to make a buck.
Drive down to the factory,
I know you've got something to show me.
We can work on it. We can work for it.
Do you feel the pressure?
It's popping out my eyes.
Such simple pleasure.
Go away you simple folk,
you're making me choke.
Keep you opinions to yourself.
Keep yourself to self help.
We can work on it. We can work for it.
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