On a tenement block, I live at the top But it dont stop me from doin the bop But I cant get down to squeeze my guitar Cause some motherfucker busted my elevator I been forty days in the wilderness Never had a touch of tenderness Im an armourplated armadillo nature boy And I can feel the pain and trouble over the jungle I read about Nitzsche, I read about Engels And I heard about the bourgeoisie I know about the cosmos but I dont know what the boss knows Maybe somebody buried his heart at Wounded Knee, ahh Aaaarrrrggggghhhhh! Were gonna rock, gonna rock, were gonna rool Were gonna rock, gonna rock, were gonna rool Were gonna rock, gonna rock, were gonna rool Were gonna rock, gonna rock, were gonna rool Were gonna rock, gonna rock, were gonna rool
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