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No pennies from heaven, no pennies in my hand |
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Think your drinkin' wine dad it's blood of the lamb |
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That's no way to treat your son now is it abraham |
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After he busted his ass for you |
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You've never known hunger, never took a risk |
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Through you know you should, you know you'd never |
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Raise a fist |
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If the boss asked you to jump you know |
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You'd find the nearest cliff |
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That man talks down to you |
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And you talk down to me too now |
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Master and slave in equal parts |
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Split down the middle drinkin' doubles at the bar |
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Master and slave god bless you both |
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I got two for the price of one |
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(such a deal for your only son) |
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When will this tension be all over |
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For fallen sons and fathers too |
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I'm down to my last dime |
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No faith in mankind |
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C'mon let's swing into the groove... |
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Like jack homer backed up in a corner |
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But i never saw a slice of no pie |
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Too busy standin' in line |
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Just waitin' for bread |
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But the father he walks the water |
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He ain't never tossed a nickel to his son |
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Ain't i your prodigal boy? |
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Ain't i your pride and joy? |
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Friends and romans i'm your brother |
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I'm scratchin' to hang on |
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The pursuit of happiness is just a carpetbaggers con |
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When a can of pork and beans could change my attitude |
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You won't give it up but i coulda been you |
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While the masters and slaves scratch |
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For pieces of the dream |
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For purple mountain majesties |
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Whatever the hell that means |
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They give up on each other |
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And that's the way they get ahead |
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But i can still see the stars |
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Through these red, white, and blue prison bars |
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Master and slave in equal parts |
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Split down the middle drinkin' doubles at the bar |
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Master and slave god bless you both |
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I got two for the price of one |
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(such a deal for your only son) |
