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BRAVE NEW WORLD
By Dennis Fallon
Copyright-2002
dennis@katsuiswatchingyou.com

Life?s a mean motherfucker with a real sweet tooth, and a taste for T&A
Gonna slap you on the back ala? John Wilkes Booth, you be kid and I?ll be play
So bring up your popstars pretty boy bands, and your pimple faced gap jean girls
We gonna go to the land of a kiss and a tan, where everyone is everyone?s girls

No good to be white, they say it?s worse to be black
I found Jesus Christ get him off my back
I?m waking and baking the news got me shaking
Scalp flaking, back aching, I?m all but forsaken
Everybody knows about everybody lies, they feeding the kids their pudding and pie
Satellites spy, cover ups nice tries, one night stands and quick goodbyes

Now many of us have fought for truth and many of us have died
They?d gladly kill us as ll again, to keep it on the inside
Cigarettes still kill, girls rely on the bill
Sold everything, but you still got your will
Pop your pills, say your prayers, clean you plates, but they are already bare

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What you talking about
(It?s a brave new world)
Are you looking at me
(It?s a brave new world)
What you talking about
(It?s a brave new world)
Are you looking at me
(It?s a brave new world)

So give them what they want, said the tv man, with a twinkle in his eye
You a big fat cat this election year, have a slice of American pie
So bring up your wallet, lay down your gun, give your first born up to the state
Make a killer of your daughter, whore of your son, put a little more food on your fate
It sucks to be poor, it?s no good to be rich,
but if it?s one or the other, it ain?t no choice which
mommies and bombies, salamis islamies
pass it all off with another bomb please
class aggression, therapy sessions, tell your priest you don?t need no more confession
big black cocks, girls with tube socks, fifty rocks, and dumb jocks, the school of hard knocks

Well I don?t know what you been told, and I don?t know your plan
If it?s burning bridges, kissing babies, then hell I am your man
I rhyme like dr. sues, girls a little too loose
I drink whiskey water, you drink gin and juice
Easy to say, easy to do
Pucker your lips for the big Fuck You

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