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1, 2, 3, 4 I'm tired of being told what to think I'm tired of being told what to do I'm tired of fucking phonies That's right, I'm tired of you Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, Mr. Suit No, no, no, no, no, no, Mr. Suit Come on Take your fucking money, shove it up your ass You think you understand, well, it's a fucking farce I'm tired of fucking phonies That's right, I'm tired of you Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, Mr. Suit No, no, no, no, no, no, Mr. Suit Well, if you turn and walk out that door And take your fucking money, let me tell you what it's for I'm tired of fucking phonies That's right, I'm tired of you Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, Mr. Suit No, no, no, no, no, no, Mr. Suit No, no, no, no, no, no, Mr. Suit |