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Fuck you! Fuck them and fuck the world tooDo I look like some bitch to you! I'll bet a blackened eye that you'll remember my nameWell shorty step right back and get out of my face and my way! You turn my hard heart cold, stealing what we earned and call it "Rock and Roll"I'll bet our 2 cents an hour and all the hurt in the world that you all will burn! Hey! This is the Fight SongDon't point your finger at me! Pray for that God forgives I Don'tHey! This is the Fight Song, no matter where you're fromPray for that God forgives I Don't! Listen! You make this bad blood riseHand me some rope 'cause I'll be hanging around hearing blacktounge bitchinFor hours on endCome on gimme a break and drop fucking! Now! Let's keep it honest in hereI don't know you so you sure don't know meSo keep my name out of your mouth and we can keep it the same just like the doctor saidHey! This is the Fight SongLetras de cancionesDon't point your finger at me! Pray for that God forgives I Don'tHey! This is the Fight Song, no matter where you're fromPray for that God forgives I Don't! Hey! This is the Fight SongDon't point your finger at me! Pray for that God forgives I Don'tHey! This is the Fight Song, no matter where you're fromPray for that God forgives I Don't! No matter where you're fromDon't point at me, you hear?God forgives I Don't! (This is the Fight Song!)(This is the Fight Song!)(This is the Fight Song!) From Letras Mania