“We are always outnumbered but we were never out militiad
There’s no dignity for criminals, no ministry for the wicked
In this town if you make a sound you’re the leper with the most fingers
The League of Extraordinary Nobodies, the other teams bringing in ringers
No faith in the majority, no hope for the little ones
Sally pulled a pistol out, billy got a blunderbous
So what the fuck are you feeling that makes your struggle so wonderous?
Enough to arrogantly pull what’s left of the rug out from under us?
I think not, you’re in the same barrel all us other crabs are caught
And if I have to live, you have to live; whether you like this shit or not

Dutch - Warm Like The Wind

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