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Battalion of Saints - Beefmasters Lyrics

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  • They're the meat inspector of the human loin
  • The Beefmasters hook you and tell you where you are going
  • They're after your milk vein, need a corporation slave
  • Hang you on their work hook and break your moral everyday
  • Beefmasters, Beefmasters, work you to the bone
  • Where's the ladder to success?
  • Beefmasters, Beefmasters, know what they want
  • They want you to suck their dicks
  • On your way to the slaughter house, they want you in your prime
  • Work you for a shitty wage and tell you that you could climb
  • Ain't got no education - puts you in a different line
  • You wonder what went wrong, you're just a grissel of life
  • [Chorus]
  • ***** the meat run nation, so you try to get away
  • You don't know what to do, your so used to being told
  • Beefmasters need a cut, they hold their branding iron
  • Who'll be the next one in line for the Beefmasters iron?

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