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You might be a financial wizard |
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With a sack of loot |
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All I see is a slimy lizard |
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With an expensive suit |
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Go on and run your corporation |
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Go and kiss some ass |
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You might buy half of the nation |
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But you can't buy class |
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You bastards think it's funny |
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Lyin' and thieving all your life |
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Think all there is is money |
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Got your future strapped up tight |
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Just 'cause you got the power |
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That don't mean you got the right |
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You can take my fingers babe |
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You can take my eyes |
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You can take my past and future |
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It won't make you wise |
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You can have me thrown in jail |
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You can steal my booze |
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You can even read my mail |
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Step on my blue suede shoes |
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You bastards must be clever |
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Got it mapped out in black and white |
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But don't forget you'll never |
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Get a dog to walk upright |
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Just 'cause you got the power |
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That don't mean you got the right |
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Go on out, make another deal |
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Feed your big fat face |
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Go on out and cop a feel |
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Get on somebody's case |
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You surely would be satisfied |
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If you could have it all |
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But time ain't on your side |
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You're going to the wall |
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You think that life's all dollars |
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Greed and lust and spite |
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But I wasn't born to follow |
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Like to get my sleep at night |
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Just 'cause you got the power |
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That don't mean you got the right |
