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(Verse) You should be ashamed, feel us come, You should be ashamed, feel us come. You should be ashamed, feel us down You should be ashamed, feel it stand. You wish you will, do what you want Or put an end to the hornet’s fury And you poke it where it tams. Better get our hands on that line, We got to get our hands on that line, Oh, no, no, no, no, no. Get on your feet of lights and columns of smoke The right sunshine scars enough upon your stroke. All we want is to win, all we want is to win, She tax our image on many, many, many and she really wants us to win. Shoot, shoot me down. Shoot, shoot me now. We gotta get our hands on that line, Make them ashamed they ever hide, I’ve got straight line. Doing what you want, doing what you will I’ll put the mouth of the hornet’s fury, Hold it with the bandit’s tongue the great suffice The great suffice is alright, is alright, is alright, is alright. Letras de cancionesThe great suffice is alright, is alright, is alright, is alright. The great suffice is alright, is alright, is alright, is alright. The great suffice is alright… You know it’s a long, long, long way to town And you know it’s a long, long, long way to town When you’re walking on the ground, When you’re walking on the ground, When you’re walking on the ground... From Letras Mania