Slave

Slaves, oh you motherfucking slaves
Oh you brothers, celebrate
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Real politik is feeling very sick
With the golden queens of old karaoke
Visions of peace in the Middle East
In the breast of religion

Slaves, oh you motherfucking slaves
Oh you brothers, celebrate
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Shoot the bride, and shoot the groom
I slept with all the women in that room
In order to please I went down on my knees
Take the best of me

Slaves, oh you motherfucking slavеs
Oh you brothers, celebratе
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Here comes another in your hangover culture
Oh mercy Novena
I beseech you
In the bastard state of flesh and blood
Oh bishop, pray tell, would you steal or starve?
Sermon drunk and fever pitched
The hand of hate, and the hand of love