| I was living in Angola
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| Reading in the paper
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| 'Bout the new depression
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| Got the States upset
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| Still, I just can’t see
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| How only one TV
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| And two slightly used cars
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| Causes such regrets
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| In this country such as ours
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| If we had these things
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| We would either be European
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| Or descend from kings
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| Oh! |
| Sometimes, you know
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| I hunger for more than food
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| For more than the shelter
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| From the cold monsoons
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| I’d like swimmin' pools
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| And refrigerated air
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| And an extra room to spare
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| (No more ten to a room)
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| And a thinking color set
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| With a close-up zoom
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| But in this country such as ours
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| If we had these things
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| We’d be a U.N. delegation
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| Or a visiting queen
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| And you remember well
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| The day when old Wall Street fell
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| And do you fear it again?
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| Still there is one major difference
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| In just how we see some things
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| What you call poor we call prosperity
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Ooh! |
| Sometimes, you know
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| I hunger for more than food
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| For more than the shelter
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| From the cold monsoons
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| I’d like swimmin' pools
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| And refrigerated air
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| And an extra room to spare
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| (No more ten to a room)
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| And a thinking color set
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| With a close-up zoom
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| But in this country such as ours
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| If we had these things
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| We’d be a U.N. delegation
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| Or a visiting queen
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Oh Living in Angola … |