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Hello, it’s Doctor Truth
and I’ve come here with a message for you
The diagnosis is not looking good,
with medium to high chance you’re an ignorant fool
Roaming around this stolen land,
All that bastard freedom, can you not give a helping hand?
But alas it’s the divine meritocracy,
a product of your own making that you foolishly believe
A bovine anus for a mouth,
your complexion’s privilege without a doubt
A benefactor to a society,
built by mischief, lies and cheats
The one point perspective in your eye,
has you so very blind
But now the house comes down on you,
you huff and you puff just to try and hold up your roof
Riding my bike in a tailwind
Adding in just a bit of downhill assistance
Ain’t no one putting a stick in my wheel
Cruising to the finish line this race must be rigged
this race must be rigged
this race must be rigged
this race must be rigged
A bovine anus for a mouth,
your complexion’s privilege without a doubt
A benefactor to a society,
built by mischief, lies and cheats
The one point perspective in your eye,
has you so very blind
But now the house comes down on you,
you huff and you puff just to try and hold up your roof
this race must be rigged
this race must be rigged
this race must be rigged
A bovine anus for a mouth,
your complexion’s privilege without a doubt
A benefactor to a society,
built by mischief, lies and cheats
The one point perspective in your eye,
has you so very blind
But now the house comes down on you,
you huff and you puff just to try and hold up your roof
this race must be rigged
this race must be rigged, blame the baby boomers
this race must be rigged, blame the baby boomers
this race must be rigged, blame the baby boomers
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