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The Men That Will Not Be Blamed For Nothing
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Third Class Coffin
Well a first class coffin Gets a carriage to itself Mourners, a choir, the works And a second class coffin Wah it's a bit more modest But with More or less The same perks But us third class coffins Well we get crammed into a carriage No mourners allowed to ride Well they pile in the paurpers One on top of the other 3 coffins deep and 6 coffins high A third class citizen even when I'm dead A third class citizen even when I'm dead A third class citizen even when I'm dead A third class citizen even when I'm dead Now my journey to the afterlife Has been quite fraught Because a third class coffin ticket was all I Bought Now I couldn't afford a send off With style and class And then (necropolis?) company can't be arsed Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com To travel to the cemet'ry With only us aboard So they stick us in the siding To be ignored Til the third class coffins can Hitch a lift on the next train Carrying the first class (stin?) A third class citizen even when I'm dead A third class citizen even when I'm dead A third class citizen even when I'm dead A third class citizen even when I'm dead A third class citizen even when I'm dead A third class citizen even when I'm dead A third class citizen even when I'm dead A third class citizen even when I'm dead A third class citizen even when I'm dead A third class citizen even when I'm dead A third class cit-i-zen even when I'm dead A third class citizen even when I'm dead A third class citizen even when I'm dead (And now, (before we?) raise the earth) A third class citizen even when I'm dead (We fight. We do not fall apart) A third class citizen even when I'm dead (We lead our lives down on through the ground) A third class citizen even when I'm dead (They cant (opino?) bring us home)
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