avulsed intestines medical waste
Terrorist physicians we're medical wastes
Our characters are mortally wounded
Teetotaciously rent corporeal shells »
Medical Waste
Death After Life
by Impaled
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He that lives in hope, dances to all ill tune
For wantonness knows no law
And corporations have neither bodies to be punished
Nor souls to be »
Soon Ripe, Soon Rotten
Shadows
by Creepmime
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Come waste your millions here, secretly she says
Another corporate show, a guilty conscience grows
And I'll feel a guilty conscience grow »
Sunburn
Showbiz
by Muse
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When his stolen gold has turned to rust
He rides off in a cloud of dust
Lookin' for a border he can cross
She'll stand by and watch him go »
Angels Love Bad Men
Highwayman 2
by The Highwaymen
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the corporal
She is tied against the tree
She doesn't mind the language
It's the beating she don't need
She lets loose all the horses
When the corporal is asleep »
Squabs on Forty Fab
Big Squeeze: The Very Best of Squeeze [Sound & Vision]
by Squeeze
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and good afternoon
But she is corporate and she is programed
To get me what I need
I like to entertain the thought
That this is how she'd be if she was »
Postergirl
Tinsel Life
by Squint
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Machine dream believe
The pressure that you're feeling
More corporate wheeling, dealing
Eat this, buy that, you fat rat
Be perfect too!
The image »
Machine Dream
Think This
by Toxik
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pastels
Like glossy, sugarcoated, shells
Tune in, tune out, goodbye, goodnight
They're buying you with fear and lies
Turn it off until it's right »
Anchors Away
The End Is Here
by Five Iron Frenzy
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my records down at the corporate chain
I tell myself I shouldn't be ashamed
But I am!
Adolescence made her an activist
Now she is the one who »
Hole in One
Read Music Speak Spanish [Bonus Tracks]
by Desaparecidos
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around us bombs exploding, shells are dropping here
From the army to the south
And then a corporal cut the ropes there on my wrists
And I was free
I was »
My Rose Marie (A Soldier's Tale)
Snakebite: Blacktop Ballads & Fugitive Songs
by Stan Ridgway
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pickin' up cultures
three-thousand volt ya just like the third rail
and if you heard shells a herb fell
swift with the words well
jakes on my »
Mafioso
Roots of Evil
by Kool G Rap
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gone corporate
When will the corporate forfeit morbid acts on the helpless?
Ignoring facts 'til they selfish aristocrats who flex well in the time »
Who's to Blame
Street Signs
by Chali 2na
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fries
Inspiration when I write, I see my daughter's eyes
I'm the truth, across the table from corporate lies
Immortalized by the realness I bring to it »
The 6th Sense
Like Water for Chocolate
by Common
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I order fries
Inspiration when I write, I see my daughter's eyes
I'm the truth, across the table from corporate lies
Immortilized by the realness I »
The 6th Sense
Like Water for Chocolate
by Common
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around me.
This little shell of comfort,
I'm still putting in my hours for it.
Drive around, just stop and go,
I gotta reach my destination.
1st gear, 2nd »
I Am (Everything)
Ninety Pound Wuss
by Ninety Pound Wuss
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further into servitude
Hollow UFO's is comin in
And bill collectors get clicked on
Subtle murderous murder verse form a corporation
In beef »
Blind
Funcrusher Plus
by Company Flow
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mitts
Son, i'm fortunate to still be here, shells is close
City Lights, La The Dark, stay conceilin the toast
'cause thieves who decieve get loot the most »
Lucci
Heist of the Century
by LA the Darkman
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the Gulf
We waited for congress to speak up illegal build up
But no one would wake up
Our representatives were Milli Vanilli's
For corporate Dallas »
The Winter of the Long Hot Summer
Hypocrisy Is the Greatest Luxury
by The Disposable Heroes of Hiphoprisy
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like shots in the projects New Year's Eve
And it ain't even October yet
I'm a big bounty hunter like Boba Fett
Y'all more shell shocked then a soldier »
Web 20/20
How I Got Over [Clean]
by The Roots
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the projects new year's eve
And it ain't even October yet
I'm a big bounty hunter like Boba Fett
Y'all more shell shocked then a soldier get
If the prize in »
Web
The Tipping Point
by The Roots
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of hemorrhoids
Writin' and fightin' triflin' rhymes about the
Life and the times of niggaz on the grind
White collar criminals climb the corporate ladder
While »
My Life
Too Hot for T.V.
by Da Band
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stations
Yo moving through the tavern, guns that burn, sons that learn
Stabbin an intern, corporate book of words
Iceatollah motorolas, gun reloaders, broads »
Tha Game
Soul Survivor, Vol. 1
by Prodigy
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