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I haven’t got a job because they said
They couldn’t employ a no-good freak
I wanted a position at the top, no training and a two day week
I was born into this world and I’m entitled to the luxuries that I desire
I think I’ll go to Mars, it means soothen
If a form of life is higher

Lead me to the land of flood and hunger
Take me to the streets of dust and death
Teach me that a little share of plenty
Is better than a smaller share of less

I had to sell my car because I never еarned enough
To pay the pricе of fuel
Now I’m playing my guitar because you understand that I’ve got the blues
The country’s going bad because the government is mad
You know they just can’t see
Gonna lock myself away for years there’s nothing here for me

Lead me to the land of flood and hunger
Take me to the streets of dust and death
Teach me that a little share of plenty
Is better than a smaller share of less

Walking thru’ the streets you know
I haven’t eaten nothin’ for a week or two
I imagine that my belly’s gonna swell
Until I can’t see my shoes

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