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  1. Victims (wav)

From the album Willett Comb

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All music, instruments and vocals by Terry McClain 2007

Lyrics

Can't be a savior with arrogant behavior
Cannot be freedom with a gun
The whole mystery is bad news and debris
When you're up on your feet, you shoot us down

And you know, you're running out of victims for your wars

Pardon the frustration dividing the whole nation,
We can't believe it, we think you're drunk
Thrown out of your seats with your phallic fantasies
What makes you believe you hear from God

(Chorus)

No room on the street for aphoristic elite who trade their schemes in banks and stocks
It's not funny when one third of our money goes to the treats that get you off...