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Hey friend your misery bewilders me |
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How come you're never satisfied or gratified |
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Four walls n' a roof, electricity, |
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Stable mind, wife and child, |
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Hot and cold water to run anytime. |
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But still you, whine. |
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I want more |
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A bum could rummage through ya bin |
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And live like a king |
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On just one crumb o'ya cake |
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N'ya say ya life needs fulfilling |
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Some would give anything to live like you |
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Shame your mind, don't shine |
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Like your possessions do. |
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Whining, complaining all the time, |
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Don't see no rain on you |
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What side your bread is buttered on |
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If only you knew |
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What d'ya mean |
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I want more |
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Yep |
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I was told as a child, |
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I want more never gets |
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Learned to count my blessings |
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Long before I saw an abacus |
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So what ya family don't speak |
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At least they're alive |
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Show me a man without guilt |
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Or a soul that ain't lied |
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You don't know what ya got |
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Open your eyes, look around |
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Really, hear me you, |
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Ain't got no reason to be down |
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What d'ya mean |
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I want more |
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Friend what is it that you seek |
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What is it that you try to find |
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Someday I hope you realized |
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It shined in you all the time. |
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Hills to climb, sights to see, seas to cross, |
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Friends to make, hands to shake, the world is yours, |
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Foods to taste, sounds to hear, love to feel, |
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Seeds to sew, things to know, fish to reel, |
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Space to quiz, stones to lift, life's a gift |
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What d'ya mean |
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I want more |
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Yep |
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What d'ya mean |
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I want more |
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Yep |
