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The
house of lies
On
the hill it sits
Roaring
out its praises
As
if it owns it
The
radio sings
The
good feeling moves
The
air waves booked
The
rain of lies
It
is their job to do
The
people want
We
are the bosses
We
let Bee Anne rules
Now
the credits
Bee
Anne wanted to claim
The
leaders forget
It
is their job to do
We
aren't the fools
Enough
of the one way street
It
is time to stop the lies
Where
the house sits
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