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Got beggars and clerks |
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Got teachers and kids |
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Elected men off work |
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Defrocked preachers forbid |
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I wonder how they can stand it |
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Or if they care at all |
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As they waste the last few days |
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Before the fall |
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Homesick prisoners |
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And party throwers |
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With all their honored guests |
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And their going nowheres |
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You know i cannot be bothered |
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Just ain't no point at all |
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I've done a lot of screaming |
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But no one would heed the call |
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Before the fall |
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Talk show hosts |
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Prophets and the police |
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Swinging bachelor ghosts |
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And lone divorcees |
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I don't wanna hear no more |
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Not a word about this at all |
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No use to keep on screaming |
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'Cause no one will head the call |
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Before the fall |
