| I’m looking outside of my window
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| The view that I see
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| And the child is begging for money
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| Is a child and mama
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| Tell me why, tell me why
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| Is she so broke
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| The woman is blind
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| The kid’s dealing crime
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| It’s such a beautiful city
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| But the word is burning it down
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| I go to my room to turn on the tv
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| I sit myself down
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| And I start laughing hard
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| 'cause this man he’s asking for money
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| I’ll send you stuff to make you rich fast"
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| He say «if you send me lots of cash
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| But the man he’s burning it down
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| It’s such a wonderful country
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| Yea yea yea yea yea yea
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| Yea yea yea yea yea
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| It’s such a wonderful country
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| But the man he’s burning it down
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| Yea yea yea yea yea yea
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| Yea yea yea yea yea
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| And it’s burning down
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| One day I’m going to have lots of money
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| And it’s called the us of A
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| But I’ll have to give it up for this rich society
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| Oh please Mr. President will you lend me a future
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| 'cause you’ll just get it back
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| With the kid on the corner
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| From the little blind woman
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| Yea yea yea yea yea yea
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| And the people full over, doin' crack
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| Yea yea yea yea yea
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| But the man he’s burning it down
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| It’s such a wonderful country
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| Yea yea yea yea yea yea
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| And it’s burning down
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| Yea yea yea yea yea
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| And it’s called the us of A
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| I’m walking outside on a sunny day
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| With no one around
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| And I wonder what’s wrong
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| Then I hear this loud piercing siren
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| And everybody climbed right on top screaming
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| Oh my God the bomb has just dropped
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| What a wonderful country
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| But the man he’s burning it down
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| He’s burning it down
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| Yea yea yea yea yea yea
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| But the man he’s burning it down
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| Yea yea yea yea yea
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| Yea yea yea yea yea yea
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| It’s such a wonderful country
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| Yea yea yea yea yea
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| And it’s called the us of A and it’s burning down |