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1. Forgive my crippled head

   Our revolution’s dead

   They’ve gambled all our pride

   They want money instead

   They’ve gone and speared my side

   I think they want me dead

   Yeah, I think I second what he said

   Yeah, I think I second what she said

   Yeah, I think I second what I said

   Chuck chuck chuck chuck chuck chuck

   Chuck chuck chuck chuck what I said

   Chuck chuck chuck check check check

   Chick chick chick chick what she said

   Suicide’s for cowards he said

   While sat drinking himself to death

   I bow on my knees for you

   But I’m already wasted

   I wait at the gates for you

   But I’m already wasted

   I bow on my knees for you

   But I’m already wasted

   Wait out

   Wait out

   Wait out

   Wait out

   Wait out

   Wait out

   Forgive my crippled head

   Our revolution’s dead