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Artist/Band:
Rage Against The Machine
Lyrics for Song: Revolver
Lyrics for Album: Evil Empire
His spit is worth more than her work
Pass the purse to the pugilist
He's a prizefighter
He brought rings and he owns kin
And now he's swingin'
And now he's the champion
Hey revolver
Don't mothers make good fathers?
Revolver!
A spotless domain
Hiders festerning hopes she's certain there's more
pictures of fields without fences
Her body numbs as he approaches the door
As he approaches the door
As he approaches the door
As he approaches the door
As he approaches the door
As he approaches
Hey revolver
Don't mothers make good fathers?
Revolver!
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