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[Originally by The Saints] Ain't nobody tells me what to do now I've heard all the lies and been promised the world No business man is going to use or confuse me 'Cause I ain't no puppet for his capital gain And what do you get but exploitation? From creeps who are going to ignore your situation Too many people getting pushed around Going to end up down the lost and found They say I got to respect the system But there ain't no respect in that system for me You got to be satisfied and show no resistance If you want to get to the top of that tree And what do you get but exploitation? From creeps who are going to ignore your situation Too many people getting pushed around Going to end up down the lost and found They give you media minds to keep you satisfied Then take you brain away to appease and make you smile No more! Letras de cancionesAin't nobody tells me what to do now I've heard all the lies and been promised the world No business man is going to use or confuse me 'Cause I ain't no puppet for his capital gain And what do you get but exploitation? From creeps who are going to ignore your situation Too many people getting pushed around Going to end up in the lost and found And that ain't me, babe. Down down down Down down down Down down down From Letras Mania