.I paid my dues, the cheque's in the mail
When I walk downtown everything's so stale
I've got a job, yet you treat me like a bum
Everywhere I go, I'm a walking disaster>
I'm bulletproof! Your words don't go through
Whatcha gonna do...when I turn around and spit on your...
Spit on.
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