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...2, 3, skank!well they follow us aroundwherever we may goit feels like there's no freedomnot even in our homesfrom the polyester khakisthey were driving me insanethe reason why i drinkit took away the paincontrolresistcontrolresist control!what now?control?you gotta gotta be down boygot no controlyou gotta gotta be down boyyou're ya fuckin pigs!fuckin pigs!...2, 3, skank!well we are fair peoplethey do not seem to trustall they wanna dois make another bustwell the polyester khakisthey were filling me with fearthat's why i go down townand buy some more beer!control resistcontrolresist control!what now? control?you gotta gotta be down boygot no controlyou gotta gotta be down boyyou're ya fuckin pigs!fuckin pigs!