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He's reading sport on the news, white man white teeth in a suit He's got that style And then alone in his house, he wants to take baby out Give us a smile Boy if you touch her again, I'll tell your wife and your kids About that time Cos this is not ninety-three, you lost your spot on the team You're out of line I've worked too hard for this chance to not be biting the hand That feeds the hate So have a chat to your friends 'cos it's our words that will keep Our daughters safe Your personality traits don't count if you put your dick In someone's face And no it's never too late, we sat there silently while You kept your job and your place and your six-figure wage Oh, are you scared of me, old man? Or are you scared of what I'll do? You grabbed me with an open hand The world is grabbing back at you Oh, are you scared of me, old man? Or are you scared of what I'll do? You grabbed me with an open hand SongtexteThe world is grabbing back at you Oh, are you scared of me, old man? Or are you scared of what I'll do? You grabbed me with an open hand The world is grabbing back at you Aus Songtexte Mania