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Introducción:

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We're the band with our own label
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That's money under the table, that's answering to no one
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But still bands just love to hate us
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Talking shit behind us, but smiling to our face
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That's OK, it's not that they don't like us
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They're just a little jealous, cause we're having more fun (the band that wouldn't die)
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We're the self-crowned kings of candor, sultans of slander
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Bastions of D.I.Y.
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              Which means we make more money, we've got better prescriptions
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We own most of our own music, no one's got their hands in our pockets
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We don't have management, we get to play loaded
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and only 3 months a year
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Some years we just take off, vacations are a write off,
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and so is goin' out (fuck us)
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I suppose that's how we'll go out,
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played out and way after our time