Take My arm and twist
Bend me till I break
Naked on the cool basement floor,
we play the game
Behind this wall is the underground railroad
We are just slaves
Well below brick streets, we scratch and bleed
bite and slap
While surrounding yuppies sleep,
every night we die
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