He was agin the rich<br />
He was agin the poor<br />
He was against all trepidation<br />
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He was agin the rich<br />
On the loose again<br />
He was agin the rich<br />
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There's a new fiend on the loose<br />
On the back of the exhaust clip<br />
Clipped on rich and poor alike<br />
Come to roost again once more<br />
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Ol' Nick doesn't go from digs to digs no more<br />
Hit him on the head with a 2 by 4<br />
Nowadays he has a Georgian glazed porch<br />
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Used table leg to club son in law<br />
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New fiend in your home again<br />
He said show me my quarters and glasses<br />
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There's a new fiend on the loose<br />
Jolting in his tradition<br />
It's a fear of the obtuse<br />
He's got patents on the moaning [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/f/fall/2_x_4.html ]