Here comes the woman 
With the look in her eye 
Raised on leather 
With flesh on her mind 
Words as weapons sharper than knives 
Makes you wonder how the other half die 
Other half die  
Make you wonder 
But here come the man 
With the look in his eye 
Fed on nothing 
But full of pride 
Look at them go 
Look at them kick 
Makes you wonder how the other half live 
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