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When the first punch knocks you downAnd you are lying prostrate on the groundIn your sponsored tracksuitAnd all your soldiers are disarmedRemember to stay alert but not alarmedWhile I hit youCos you're a liar and we are tiredWe are sick of compromiseDiminished by the fucking liesSick of being patronised.Well you've been power walking now for hoursSickly sweat frosting your browYour minders don't know howTo tell you their solemn vow to step inThat was a non-core promiseYou're mine againCos you're a liar and we are tiredWe are sick of compromiseDiminished by the fucking liesSick of being patronised. Aus Songtexte Mania