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Cocked full of wit and your socks pulled up

You shake your fist every time they move to slow

I know what it's like

I know you'll never find a set like mine

I'm the best in line

Take a deep breath, big man

I'm a desk-ridden scram rat

Kitchen-pan fat with an itchin'

Just like you

Let's make big money when we make this news

I don't wanna go back

I don't wanna go back

I don't wanna go back

I don't wanna go back

Got a big plan, Dutch?

This truck's gettin' crammed with corporate contacts

Fat stacks, upper-class taxes

I laugh when I'm livin' like Bill Gates

Makin' low wage

No shame in the way I show my face

Maybe with luck, I'll be rubbin' your dust

Like somethin' this good is comin' my way

Maybe I'm just a pawn in this game

I don't wanna go back

I don't wanna go back

I don't wanna go back

I don't wanna go back

How the pieces fly

Your lyin' eyes

So self-assured in your mind

I'll demonstrate the burning hate in my heart

Look at what you've done

You're not the only one who's empty