W.T.O. Lyrics


They may have us by our throats, but we've got
the power to win them over

They'll never get our votes, shove them in their
little buildings

You make us so fuckin sick, we're not gonna take
it

So we organize our troops, flood their gates with
our sheer numbers

Make them hide in fear, they'll never stop us,
they'll never stop us

You gave us so much shit, we're not gonna take it


Fuck the W.T.O.

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They've got no place to go

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