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This world is driving me crazy. |
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Things goin' on make me mad. |
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Waiting in the dole queue for money to come down. |
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No wonder this boy turned bad. |
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I'm gonna write my |
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M. P. Say what the fuck's goin on, |
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All my life |
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I'm runnin' on empty, |
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Watchin' everybody else have fun. |
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I'm a victim of circumstance, a victim of circumstance. |
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This boy never ever stood a chance, |
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I'm a victim of circumstance, whoa - yea! |
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See the big fat rich man in his |
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Rolls - Royce; |
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Squeaky clean kids by his side. |
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I get the shit, they get the chances. |
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I get to walk, they get to ride. |
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You know I'm your problem boy, |
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I never even stood a chance. |
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Pent up frustrations runnin' inside me now, |
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I'm a victim of circumstance. |
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I'm a victim of circumstance, a victim of circumstance. |
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This boy never ever stood a chance, |
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I'm a victim of circumstance, ow! |
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What you doin' for the workers? |
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What you doin' for the unemployed? |
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Keep dishin' out money for all those jerkers, |
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Can'y say |
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I'm over-joyed. |
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So don't mess with my life, |
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I've had to scrape and fight. |
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Just give me some hope it's gonna get better, |
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Maybe I can sleep at night. |
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I'm a victim of circumstance, a victim of circumstance. |
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This boy never ever stood a chance, |
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I'm a victim of circumstance, |
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Ow! Victim of circumstance, victim of circumstance, |
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This boy never ever stood a chance. |
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Ah! |