| Hey friend your misery bewilders me
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| How come you’re never satisfied or gratified
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| Four walls and a roof, electricity, stable mind, wife and child
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| Hot and cold water to run anytime 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 on just one crumb of ya cake
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| And 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 like your possessions do
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| Whining, complaining all the time 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 do 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 do 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 do ya mean
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| I want more
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| Yep
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| What do ya mean
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| I want more
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| Yep |