Steal This Album Lyrics - 2002

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And the little boy stared,
To the eyes of the night,
Button collects price of his time,
Little girl glared,
She took denial,
The bullet connects to the price of her crime.

What have we said,
Wasn't it their bed,
What of presence,
Haven't we paid penance.
To the Nuguns

Now the little boy sees,
Through the eyes of delight,
Levers erect note of his rhyme,
Little girl bled,
Sheets of the night,
The lovers connect to the price of his dime.

What have we said,
Wasn't it their bed,
What of presence,
haven't we paid penance,
To the Nuguns,
To the Nuguns.

What have we said,
Wasn't it their bed,
What of presence,
haven't we paid penance,
What have we said,
Wasn't it their bed,
What of presence,
(x 2)

To the nuguns, to the nuguns.