W.T.O.
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W.T.O.
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They may have us by our throats, but we've got the power to win them over
They'll never get our votes, shove them in their little buildings
You make us so fuckin sick, we're not gonna take it
So we organize our troops, flood their gates with our sheer numbers
Make them hide in fear, they'll never stop us, they'll never stop us
You gave us so much shit, we're not gonna take it
Fuck the W.T.O.
woah-oh
They've got no place to go
woah-oh
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