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Butterfly Boys

They tell us that we're savages

Who haven't got a hope

We're burning in the furnaces

We're choking at the smokeThey say we haven't got a choice

Refuse to recognize our voice

Yet they enjoy commissions

From the proceeds of the jokeThose Butterfly Boys

At play with their toys

Stinging like bees

Itching like fleasButterfly Boys

You got the toys

You got the breeze

We caught the freezeButterfly Boys

Give us a break

We got the groceries

You got the cakeThey tell us that we're savages

Who cannot understand

We're sailing on a sinking ship

We're swimming in the sandThey put their fingers in their ears

Refuse to recognize our fears

And fly off to Jamaica

When we call them underhandThose Butterfly Boys

At play with their toys

Stinging like bees

Itching like fleasButterfly Boys

You got the toys

You got the breeze

We caught the freezeButterfly Boys

Give us a break

We got the groceries

You got the cakeButterfly Boys

Butterfly Boys

Butterfly Boys

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