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You suck my blood like a leech

You break the law and you breach

Screw my brain till it hurts

You've taken all my money

And you want more

Misguided old mule

With your pigheaded rules

With your narrow-minded cronies who are fools

Of the first division

Death on two legs

You're tearing me apart

Death on two legs

You never had a heart of your own

Kill joy, bad guy,

Big talking, small fry

You're just an old barrow-boy

Have you found a new toy to replace me,

Can you face me

But now you can kiss my ass goodbye

Feel good, are you satisfied

Do you feel like suicide (I think you should)

Is your conscience all right

Does it plague you at night

Do you feel good

I feel good

You talk like a big business tycoon

You're just a hot-air balloon

So no one gives you a damn

You're just an overgrown schoolboy

Let me tan your hide

Dog with disease

King of the sleaze

Put your money where your mouth is Mr. Know-all,

Was the fin on your back part of the deal?

Death on two legs

You're tearing me apart

Death on two legs

You never had a heart of your own,

(You never did, right from the start)

Insane you should be put inside,

You're a sewer-rat decaying in a cesspool of pride

Should be made unemployed

Then make yourself null and  void

Make me feel good

I feel good