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Murdoch ] (You have no idea) [ VERSE 2: KAM ] How much mo' can I take I'm all alone in a world gone mad Brothers is doin bad I had hopes and dreams,
ponad czymś więcej niż słuchasz Jestem jak Frank Murdoch tylko czekam na moment Zakupiłem pistolet Jestem jak Frank Murdoch Już nawet się nie boję
Dear mr murdoch, what have you done With your news of the screws and your soaraway sun? You sharpen our hatred You've blunted our minds We're
school It must be true It's Murdoch's view It's on the front page of the news It must be true it's Murdoch's view It's on the front page of his spew Jeremy
bière sur Bourbonnière On s’rendra chez Larry-Cana Sur ton radeau en Noranda On ira fourrer dehors comme des coyotes Perdus au nord d’la rue Murdoch
hate you Murdoch I want to murder you and say I didn't care Holy shit fuck you Holy shi- Oh AVERTIA love Murdoch AVERTIA want to become Murdoch (What
to Mr Murdoch He's fulfilling other fates Cause nothing comes to those who wait You curse every god that you can think of But no-ones gonna give a damn
Hand me down my walking shoes And Mr. Murdoch's news I'm going thunder rain or shine Got a papoose on my back We're on the right track, Jack
him shoulder width Came to the function, I'm running up racks bitch I swear that I feel like I'm Murdoch She can't believe that she seen me, she said is
of The Sun We won’t stop until their undone Murdoch you goblin go and choke on a dick I heard the grave’s waiting for you; go and jump in it quick Ding dong
Murdoch's vultures portray him as sinister Guess what? He might be the next Prime Minister Grandad started world war 1. Wouldn't push The red button
they never treat me like their equivalent I see an increase in far right rhetoric Murdoch highlights that for his benefit The daily mail spread false
muelles Historias contará Arthur pues, honesto es Para ti estará ¡Mira! Ahí está Murdoch ¡Es tan grande y fuerte que nunca se cansa! Es que cinco amigos
Murdoch's vultures portray him as sinister Guess what? He might be the next Prime Minister Grandad started world war 1. Wouldn't push The red button
daube On les frappes, les yeux fermés, Matt Murdoch Il est midnight, j'suis d'sortie, c'est ça l'thème Phill Knight, j'ai ma paire pour m'en sortir Une
the Man is calling time, make that virus crack Sneaking round behind the ruck Mad Dog Murdoch’s spewin’ blue Now I’m about to blow a gasket, red hot I’m
sir cos you want it to It shoots you sir cos you need it to The revolution will be televised But live on Fox at Five and sanitised by Murdoch's lies
Union Jack and Union Jill Back up and down the same old hill Sell the flag to the youths But who swallows the bill Murdoch she wrote Him have
Murdoch’s little fingers had just run out of pies All the children from the suburbs ate the Rothschilds alive There was a passion in the East, moving
"Fuck the industry." Went for Rupert Murdoch's throat and left with Rawkus trying to sign me You can't buy me I'm holding my chips 'till I land on last
More and more gonna be aware the Tories are on Murdoch's pay roll Seeking glory but their regime is fatal
out free at night and feel the summer air It's courtesy of Murdoch and our PM Mr. Blair There'll be no more corruption, there'll be no more state crime
but don’t we all? we’re learning But she had it published, and it was Murdoch’s version And all of you man, you will jump onto twitter Hashtag your
never trust I could not be manipulated by the media When Rupert Murdoch's participating And deceivin' ya It's what I don't see that worries me It's what I
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