Train leaves the city, high on the tracks
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Holocaust central howling at my back
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View from the carriage, safe blind glass
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Woundeed streets of graveyard flats
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Dishrag curtains, screams of disease
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Satellite dish where the window should be
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Breeze block prison, somebody's home
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Looks like it's been hit by a neutron bomb
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Jackie is a mother, doing her best
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The kids ain't got a father
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The motherfucker left
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Bottom of the pyramid, economic slave
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Working two jobs, for a minimum wage
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Paying her taxes, paying her rent
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Can't clothe the kids, 'cos the money's been spent
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The kids are in care, system of abuse
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What d'ya feel about yourself
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When nobody wants you?
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Culturecide
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Culturecide
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When your baby is crying, 'cos it's hungry and cold
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And your wife wants to leave you,
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'cos you haven't got a job
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Will you shit on your brother, stab him in the back
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You gotta survive man, by doing what you can
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It's the new dark ages, every man for himself
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Don't ask for mercy, don't ask for help
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You need a will to power, a triumph of the will
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Like the politicians/black magicians
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Who do what they wilt
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Elected criminals, legalized crime
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Passing new laws, protecting their kind
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Culturecide
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Culturecide
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Culturecide
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Culturecide
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Teenage drug gangs, running with machine guns
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Miles of favelas up and down the M1
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Law of the jungle, ghetto mentality
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Like Margaret Thatcher said
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"There's no thing as society"
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Free market credo, economic theology
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High priest bankers, stealing your money (don't buy the lie)
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Living like a refugee in your own country (don't buy the lie)
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Living like a refugee in your own country
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Culturecide
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Living like a refugee in your own country [x4]
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Take a look in your children's eyes [x4]
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Culturecide
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