| Back when I was a kid
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| I dreamed that I would be rich
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| But I ain’t got cash or roses
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| So I’ll just write her a song
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| We might not live in the hills
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| At least we both get along
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| All the zombies in mansions
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| Medicating their problems
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| We got nothing in the bank but we’re happy that way
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| All they do is complain about their fortunate fame
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| They all have something to say
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| Snapping their lives away
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| Their money bought their faces
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| Good lucks will get you places
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| That’s what we heard when we were kids, yeah
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| But they’re just zombies in mansions
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| Medicating their problems
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| We got nothing in the bank but we’re happy that way
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| All they do is complain about their fortunate
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| We got nothing in the bank but we’re happy that way
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| All they do is complain about their fortunate fame
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| Fortunate fame
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| We got nothing in the bank but we’re happy that way
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| All they do is complain about their fortunate
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| We got nothing in the bank but we’re happy that way
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| All they do is complain about their fortunate fame |