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By: Cedric McClester They promises us A chicken in every *** By telling us things That are not Worth a bucket Of warm snot I’m sick of them The whole lot Simply put Snake oil salesmen Will say anything Just to win But they’re short On the deliverable end Despite the messages That they send Promise us anything But give us Arpege They embrace issues That have a wedge Sometimes their bets They try to hedge Before they take us Over the ledge Snake oil salesmen What can I say? Sell the same **** Day after day And they won’t let reality Get in their way While we’re being led Should I say astray?
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Feb 12, 2016
Feb 12, 2016 at 9:06 PM UTC
SNAKE OIL SALESMEN
By: Cedric McClester They promises us A chicken in every *** By telling us things That are not Worth a bucket Of warm snot I’m sick of them The whole lot Simply put Snake oil salesmen Will say anything Just to win But they’re short On the deliverable end Despite the messages That they send Promise us anything But give us Arpege They embrace issues That have a wedge Sometimes their bets They try to hedge Before they take us Over the ledge Snake oil salesmen What can I say? Sell the same **** Day after day And they won’t let reality Get in their way While we’re being led Should I say astray?
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Feb 12, 2016
Feb 12, 2016 at 9:06 PM UTC
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