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To the hallowed halls, the inner ring. You're just a face in the crowd. You got no place when you're down and out. Don't you know we're not Virgin. We only take take. We're on the make make. We accumulate. We're on the make make. Don't mind, it's fake fake. We're on the make make. We're making heartbreak. We're on the make. Oh make make. You got no idea what's changing hands. No chivalry. Who cares what you feel? This is not the place for high ideals. Don't you know we're not Virgin? Don't you know we're not Virgin? We're on the make. No charity! No thanks! Oh make make. We're on the make. (Make make, fake fake.) Oh make make. We're on the make. Oh make make. We're on the make. Oh making heartbreak. We're on the make. Oh make make. We're on the make. Oh make make. We're on the make. |