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To all my friends who are just like me
Another cog in the big machine
Another victim of the industry
It just don't mean nothing to me

To all the lost who have had enough
To everybody that has given up
Life is tough, are you tough enough?
It just don't mean nothing to me
Got a belly full of that pesticide
Yeah, ain't it cool? We were born to die
Hallelujah! Chica chica ride
Gonna fool ya with them white lines

To all my friends who've had enough
If you should fall, we'll pick you up
To all my friends who've had it rough
If you should fall, we'll pick you up
We'll pick you up!

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