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The master of corporate rock

Is pulling your strings

Our reputations are fragile things

Burn the fan mail

Cash the checks

This is something we won't forget

You tell me you're not afraid to die

So I tell you you ought to give it a try

Metallica is Napster's bitch

Pain is coming

I can feel it with my fist

Oh yeah you've got to give it up

You're gonna die sucker

Two shots one hit no close your eyes

Two shots two wrong don't make a right

They're at it again