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I haven't got a job |
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'Cos they say they couldn't use no freaks |
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I want a position at the top |
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No training and a two day week |
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Won't you take me |
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To the land of flood and hunger |
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Won't you lead me |
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To the streets of dust and death |
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Let it rain on me |
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Let it shine on you |
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Let the sun shine through |
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Sugar plum |
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I haven't got a car |
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'Cos I never earned enough |
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To pay the price of fuel |
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Now I'm playin' my guitar |
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'Cos you understand that |
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I got the blues |
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Won't you take me |
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To the land of flood and hunger |
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Won't you lead me |
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To the streets of dust and death |
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Let it rain on me |
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Let it shine on you |
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Let the sun shine through |
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Sugar plum |
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Now I'm walking through the street |
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And I haven't eaten nothin' |
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For a week or two |
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I imagine that my belly's gonna swell |
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'Til I can't see my shoes |
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Won't you take me |
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To the land of flood and hunger |
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Won't you lead me |
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To the streets of dust and death |
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Let it rain on me |
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Let it shine on you |
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Let the sun shine through |
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Sugar plum |
