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The Red Krayola - Raspierre lyrics
Bite the monkey who wrapped his tail around the flagpole The one who burned his asshole Explaining that, what a hassle That's what you get For carrying a grinder's cup Wearing a hat with a tassel, hang it around the castle The monkeys are cousins, some are almost men Ninety-six percent the same if not better than But the species differ from us in that some have no tails One of us has one Rapspierre believes jack up the car Jack up the car Rapspierre believes jack up the car Jack up the car Baby gets bored with the sociality Of the Bohemian romp of the petty bourgouise Bar flys and undies swarming on shit Public enemies, exquisite gobs of spit Compradores, Judases, devil spawn Entrepreneurial pains in the ass Capitalist pawns Standing on the backs of the underclasses To reach high enough to stick their noses into the asses Of those they service, the creators of the masses The bourgouise, the ruling classes The makers of progress and history The driving force behing modernity They that profit most from the toil of the masses The bourgouise, the ruling classes How many stairs must a man walk down Before he can be called a man |
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