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Let the record show |
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It's 1964, in the city of New York |
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And take the train to Queens |
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And meet a Jewish family |
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He's the youngest one of three |
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And his brothers have left home |
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And he's on the same road |
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Just credits shy of a diploma |
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But he wants to represent |
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The struggling with rent |
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But he can't live on both sides of the fence |
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So he continues to insist that he's no champagne socialist |
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And he's not coming back |
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After studying the facts |
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He knows of all the problems of the past |
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But he's quick to concede |
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That in order to proceed |
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We can't just keep on preaching what we need |
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To become a working man |
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Is to live and work with them |
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And this is something you can't pretend |
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So he continues to insist that he's no champagne socialist |
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(That he's no champagne socialist) |
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(He's no champagne socialist) |