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Rare Americans - Mr Please Lyrics

Hey, Mr. CEO
I think you outta know
What it's like down here on the wrong end of the dominoes

If I die tomorrow
May as well be John Doe
A replacement part, man
No hand up, and no quid pro quo

Hey now
Hey now
Everybody freeze

Listen up
Listen now
One, two, three

We don't
We don't
We don't wanna
We don't wanna take the pain no longer

We don't
We don't
We don't wanna
We don't wanna hear your big shot dogma

We don't
We don't
We don't wanna
We don't wanna take the pain no longer

We don't
We don't
We don't wanna
We don't wanna hear your big shot dogma
Big shot dogma

Hey, Mr. President
Is it not evident?
People be down, man
And they keep jacking up the rent

Gotta lay my head down
I wake at sunup
Gotta take something, man
To lift me up, lift me up

Hey now
Hey now
Everybody freeze

Listen up
Listen now
One, two, three

We don't
We don't
We don't wanna
We don't wanna take the pain no longer

We don't
We don't
We don't wanna
We don't wanna hear your big shot dogma

We don't
We don't
We don't wanna
We don't wanna take the pain no longer

We don't
We don't
We don't wanna
We don't wanna hear your big shot dogma
Big shot dogma

The average marriage lasts seven years
Average guy drinks 126 gallons of beer
We spend nine hours a day on screens
No wonder people seem so mean

We don't
We don't
We don't wanna
We don't wanna take the pain no longer

We don't
We don't
We don't wanna
We don't wanna hear your big shot dogma