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EY! And they say, it's part of it So they buying your sell your soul Well my friend, the thought of it They'll sell your soul for a piece of Gold While they in their companion slaves Slaving through the night. I know I can find my way For there is light Chase dem! Run dem politicians! When i see dem i get cold And they'll say it;s a part of it. So they buying your sell your soul. Well my friend, the thought of it. They'll sell your soul for a piece of Gold. While they in their companion slaves. Slaving through the night. Now I'll pave my way And I'll pave it right Chase dem! Run dem politicians! When i see dem i get cold Songtexte They'll still say it's a part of it! So they buying your sell your soul. Well my friend, the thought of it. They'll sell your soul for a piece of Gold. And they in their companion slaves. Slaving through the night. I know I can find my way For out there is light Chase dem! Run dem politicians! When i see dem i get cold. Chase! Run run run ay! ay! ay! ay! Get them out, get them out! Run dem away! (Chase!) (Grazie a Enzo45s per questo testo) Aus Songtexte Mania