Twist the Knife (I'd Be Happy)

from by Dandelion Massacre

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If ever stuck in a hard position
Prepare for lonely life
Sometimes I wish I made other decisions
Maybe then she could have been mine
But I didn't
Still, I got these songs
To make me happy a few minutes at a time

Don't ever make your own decisions
It's an over-rated life
Just another complaisant incision
Don't forget to twist the knife
And be sure to let it all bleed out
And I'd be happy to know the blood was mine

So here's to until we meet again
I'll be drifting free
While she slaves to him

Don't need the cops or their rapist traditions
That keep the poor overwhelmed with plight
Well honed
Their racist precision
Tell me how they sleep at night
Lets be sure to cause them piggies pain
And I'd be happy to know they never kill again

Mr. President
The new condition
Just another political elite
His quick tongue keep you under submission
There's no pie he'd rather eat
He uses to poor just like the right
Cuz we're the key, the vote, the stairway to the light
So he walks on us just for that bit of extra cush
While holding hands and laughing with George Bush
The presidents are just puppets on a string
And they hide em well so you and I believe
That we're all free little boys and girls
Who stay blind to the true owners of the world

So here's to until we're free again
I'll be slavin' away
It's this dimension trend

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from Songs In The Key Of Poverty, released April 1, 2012

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