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Artist: Lawrence Arms
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The Profiteers
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The Profiteers
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They're marching on my face
They're dancing on the grave that I ain't even in
They're pissing on my shoes
And they're fucking my mom and aunts again
And I'm choking on the fumes
Of a promising youth
That crumbled into sloppy, dusty doom
Once I spread my wings and flew
But if it smells like shit and it looks like shit
Then my friend, you can bet that we'll get rich off it
If you can dream it, you can wrap it up and give it
To the girl you been loving or just thinking about fucking
And baby, it's a crazy fucking world
They sold a healthy white baby to the trenchcoat moms
They said, "A healthy white baby? What else do you got?"
They said, "A negra born with its heart outside and
A filthy cocksucker that can't stop getting high"
And I drive all night and they never pull me over
Even though I'm always high, you won't like me when I'm sober
'Cuz I just check my phone and sigh over and over
And over and over and over and over
Over and over and over and over
And over and over and over and over
And over and over and over and over
And over and over and over
And I wanna pound bricks on a night like this
Wake up a hundred miles or so from where I shoulda been
I got nothing but time to kill, so baby jump in
Let's go see the people, baby, that we could have been
These are the people, baby, that we could have been
These are the people that we maybe should have been
But if it smells like shit and it looks like shit
Then there's a guy who's gonna try to stick his dick in it
If you can scream it, you can wrap it up and sell it
To that girl you been loving or just dreaming about fucking
And baby, whoa
It's a crazy fucking world
You can scream it
You can wrap it up and sell it
To the girl you been loving
Or just lying about fucking, baby
It's a crazy fucking world
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