Classless Act (feat. Vince Neil of Motley Crue)

Classless?
 Are you calling me classless?
 Well, it's about time
 Half of the masses couldn't find five fingers to fasten themselves to their minds
 The famed fascist made a plan that will backlash
 Incentive bait to make bombs fly
 So sit back, relax, and witness the class of the classless act awry
 These walls here just don't build themselves
 It don't matter anyway, we'll bring them straight to hell
 Welcome to the show
 Find yourself a classless role
 Free your feet
 Heathen swing
 Boogie over bullpup brass
 Find yourself a classless act, oh-oh
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 I see you looking on the floor for tomorrow
 Let me tell you just what you'll find
 A paper blade to cut the corners that you borrowed
 And a hole for you to slip inside
 These graves here just don't dig themselves
 Well, maybe we gave you
 Just a little bit of motherfuckin' help
 Welcome to the show (family fundamentally insane facts)
 Find yourself a classless role (in on the classless act)
 Free your feet
 Heathen swing
 Boogie 'round the X-ring track
 Find yourself a classless act
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 Welcome to the show
 Find yourself a classless role (ha-ha)
 Free your feet
 Heathen swing
 Boogie with a match and gas
 Find yourself a classless act