You've got thoughts, that belong in museums
You got words, but none of them real
Small hands, keep ‘em where I can see ‘em
This whole world is about to explode, boys and girls
You don’t fool anyone, except yourself
You got cake, but you've not got the distance
You got cash, but us cats got the cream
You got faith, well here's the resistance
You got friends, but they are paid to love you
You don’t fool anyone, except yourself
You got words, but none of them real
Small hands, keep ‘em where I can see ‘em
This whole world is about to explode, boys and girls
You don’t fool anyone, except yourself
You got cake, but you've not got the distance
You got cash, but us cats got the cream
You got faith, well here's the resistance
You got friends, but they are paid to love you
You don’t fool anyone, except yourself
( Losers )
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