| From the town of Detroit where my job is secure, yeah
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| Secure in the fact now that it’s gone for good, yeah
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| So I’ll scrimp and I’ll scrape at this pension I saved
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| So it should be gone by the end of the day
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| Yeah the power’s out
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| Is there no luck in sight?
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| Yeah the power’s out
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| Hope it’s just for the night
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| Yeah the power’s out
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| Anothe kick in the head
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| I’m so poor at this living I’d be richer off…
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| Wrap me up in your silver then roll me in gold, yeah
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| Then ice up this whiskey 'til it’s nice and cold, yeah
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| Forgive me for dreaming it’s all I have left
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| Except this pending foreclosure and mountains of debt
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| Yeah the power’s out
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| Well there’s fuck all to see
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| Yeah the power’s out
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| Like this economy
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| Yeah the power’s out
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| Guess it’s par for the course
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| Unless you’re a blood sucking leech CEO, CEO
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| So I guess the good lord has forgotten about me
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| And me like himself my old trade’s carpentry
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| I could build him a cross with one hand behind back
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| And the other three nails 'case he gives me the sack
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| Yeah the power’s out
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| The poor dog has left home
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| Yeah the power’s out
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| Couldn’t 'ford him a bone
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| Yeah the power’s out
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| It’s the trickle effect
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| Today it’s just me but tomorrow ye rest
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| Yeah the power’s out
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| Yeah the power’s out
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| Yeah the power’s out
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| Yeah the power…
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| So don’t spend your taxes on men on the moon, yeah
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| We’ve been there before and we left pretty soon, yeah
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| The grass will be greener one day I expect
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| When the earth will catch fire then replenish itself
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| From the town of Detroit where we fight 'til we drop, yeah
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| We don’t want your pity we just want a job, yeah
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| There’s no shame in us asking with some self-respect
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| But don’t leave it much longer; |
| we’re human at best
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| Yeah the power’s out
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| Well there’s fuck all to see
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| Yeah the power’s out
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| Like this economy
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| Yeah the power’s out
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| Guess it’s par for the course
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| Unless you’re a blood sucking leech CEO, CEO, CEO, CEO
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| The CEO must go
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| Yeah the power’s out
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| Yeah the power’s out
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| Yeah the power’s out
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| Yeah the power’s out
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| Power’s out, the power’s out
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| From the town of Detroit where we fight 'til we drop
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| From the town of Detroit where my job is secure
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| 'Cause the power’s out |