.there's no rest for the weary, just another day grinding up stones
'til they turn into dust, it's tough times in the rough
diamonds ain't enough to cover up a corrupted and fucked up
legacy of strange food, bloody whips and small pox, trigger happy cops,
barbed wire and fire water, y'a.
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