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We fell on harder times than we had known before |
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Heading for tomorrow full of fear |
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Unemployment rising high, the country on it's knees |
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Heading for desaster so it seems |
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We worked so hard but for no return |
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Money just slipping through our hands |
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What can we do now but carry on |
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Fingers to the bone |
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Don't believe the things you read or see upon the TV screen |
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Form your own conclusions, practice what you preach |
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Time has come to realise, economy is jeopardised |
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Where does that leave us now? |
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Crunching the numbers is all we can do |
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Hope there's enough left for me and you |
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Cross the line, the great divide |
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Crunching the numbers from black into red |
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Hope to survive not to end up dead |
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Can this be what is left for me? |
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We put our trust in those who said they wouldn't fail |
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Find the right investment for us all |
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Stocks and shares and banking institutions up for sale |
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Everything we worked for ends in tears |
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We worked so hard but for no return |
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Money just slipping through our hands |
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What can we do now but carry on |
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Fingers to the bone |
|
Don't believe the things you read or see upon the TV screen |
|
Form your own conclusions, practice what you preach |
|
Time has come to realise, economy is jeopardised |
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Where does that leave us now? |
|
Crunching the numbers is all we can do |
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Hope there's enough left for me and you |
|
Cross the line, the great divide |
|
Crunching the numbers from black into red |
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Hope to survive not to end up dead |
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Can this be what is left for me? |
|
Crunching the numbers is all we can do |
|
Hope there's enough left for me and you |
|
Cross the line, the great divide |
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Crunching the numbers from black into red |
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Hope to survive not to end up dead |
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Can this be what is left for me? |