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Jimmy got nothing made himself a name |
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With a gun that he polished for a rainy day |
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A smile and a quote from a vigilante movie |
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Our boy jimmy just blew them all away |
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He said it made him crazy |
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Twenty five years living hand to mouth |
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Hand to mouth, hand to mouth, hand to mouth |
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Sweet little baby on a big white doorstep |
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She needs her mother but her mother is dead |
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Just another hooker that the lucky can forget |
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Just another hooker |
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It happens everyday |
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She loved her little baby |
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But she couldn't bear to see her living hand to mouth |
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Hand to mouth, hand to mouth, hand to mouth |
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She believed in the gods of America |
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She believed in the land of the free |
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But no one told her |
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That the gods believe in nothing |
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So with empty hands she prayed |
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And from day to hopeless day |
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They still don't see her |
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Everybody talks about the new generation |
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Jump on the wagon or they'll leave you behind |
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But no one gave a thought to the rest of the nation |
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I'd like to help you buddy, but I haven't got the time |
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Somebody shouted save me |
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But everybody started living hand to mouth |
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Hand to mouth, hand to mouth, hand to mouth |
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There's a big white lady |
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On a big white doorstep |
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She asked her daddy and her daddy said yes |
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Have to give a little for the dollars that we get |
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Have to give a little - |
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They say it's for the best |
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Somebody shouted |
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Maybe |
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But they keep on living from her hand to mouth |
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Hand to mouth, hand to mouth, hand to mouth |
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So she ran to the arms of America |
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And she kissed the powers that be |
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And someone told me |
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That the gods believe in nothing |
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So with empty arms I pray |
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And I tell myself |
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One day |
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They just might see me... |
