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Letra de Burn The Suit
You think you're everything in one
Go home at weekends have some fun
Beat up your wife the kids are hurt
Just ‘cos she didn't iron your shirt
How can you live with yourself
You'll end up topping yourself
No loss to anyone else

Get to the airport early flight
Make sure your suits the best in sight
Abuse the staff the way you know
A sexist, racist homophobe

How can you live with yourself
You'll end up topping yourself
No loss to anyone else

The garden's pretty and the patio is pretty
But the wife's out the front door, what a pity
She'll get half yr worth to make up for the hurt
And she'll start on her own, disconnect the phone