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of Old Town
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Son of a bitch. I knew you...
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I have suffered your kind before
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The dregs of Sin City. I serve a new master now
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And soon, you and all your retched kind will serve him as well
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Now get dressed and shed a tear for Dwight McCarthy if you must
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because by now, he is surely dead
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You don't know him
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My man will find a way
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He always finds a way
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I find these Americans always whine and going on about how they got it so bad
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This is a fine, grand country. Guiding light of the modern world, it is
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Low taxes, land of of opportunity
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Where else would 1 bullet boy's defortune that we're getting for this (???)
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Sure beats a living hell out of blowing off airports and churches without shit to show for it
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Yeesh
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You find something, Murphy?
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Look to be our poor dead cop's badge
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It's all bent up
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Bent and stock in it
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Oh, bloody he... It's the bullet
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You son of a bitch!
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Bastard!
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They weren't cops, these 4
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They were mercenaries
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And if they were hired by who I think they were, the bad times haven't even started yet
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And everything seemed to be going so well
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Remember, we don't have to deliver every last inch of the man, Brian

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