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If I could bring you to |
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The water's edge |
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I could drown all our money, |
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All our money, all our money |
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And broke and free |
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Bet I'd make you sing |
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From the crow's nest |
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Spit on the rich and |
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Hah, laugh ourselves to death |
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Laugh ourselves to death |
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Laugh ourselves to death |
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Bus driver, get me out of here |
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We can't live in a house that's built on dollars |
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And in sense because we don't have either |
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But I got your back cause |
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You built mine out of brick! |
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Hah, laugh ourselves to death |
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Laugh ourselves to death |
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Laugh ourselves to death |
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My Mother's Mother, fetched the coal at night |
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Tucked her fire and fed it to the meek and we lived in |
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Black and white |
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Just like royalty |
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Cause that's all we need, |
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Oh to make the rich bleed. |
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Laugh ourselves to death |
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Laugh ourselves to death |
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Laugh ourselves to death |
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Laugh ourselves to death |
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Laugh ourselves to death |
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Laugh ourselves to death |