Lyrics
You say that you don't think,
I'm better than you.
your money it don't stink,
or the thing that you do.
Trapped in your own world,
nose in the air.
Taking a cold drink,
you leave in dispair.
You can't see, I gotta be free,
That your rules, don't apply to me...
Can you separate,
your head from the sky.
livin' to tell the truth,
in a pigs eye....
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