BURN, SUBURBS, BURN Burn rubber baby suburb baby, burn! The gluttonous gluteus maximus No new t...

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BURN, SUBURBS, BURN

Burn rubber baby suburb baby, burn!
The gluttonous gluteus maximus
No new tax for us
Deep fat fry, suburb blubber baby-butt, cry
Whip the whimp, the baby-boomer gloom-and-doomer
Baby bought the fiscal fiasco
Baby brought the strategy tragedy
So sue God for the Damnages

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