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I Wipe My a** With s*****z Lyrics

Live like a legend and die like an a******.
You dance with the man, shake his hand, shine his shoes.
The revolution rock hits sound like s*** through your iPod.
"Put fists up like I got, now gimme the loot."
How I tried to buy my soul back,
but the devil bent me over for it.
Got me curled up in the shower
scratching the letters that read:
Dear mother, I sold my soul for management.
Fog blasts will not mask a stage act unnatural.
Those timed jumps cause merch b**ps, now guests list the suits.
And past the smoke hangs the backdrop, crowd screams holy mackerel.
Verse-chorus, verse-chorus, a solo, then boom.

How I tried to buy my soul back,
but the devil bent me over for it.
Got you curled up in the shower
scratching the letters that read:
Dear mother, I sold my soul for management.
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