Well, I go to work five days a week 
And everyday is just the same 
Politicians, they get rich 
As they drain the blood from our veins 
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Tell me something I don't know 
Before my anger grows 
My eyes are seeing red 
My deeds I won't regret 

Politicians, they lie and lie 
We're all just pawns in their game 
They try so hard to pull us apart 
To help their wealth and fame 

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