| There’s no work to be found, everybody’s higher on the ground
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| Since the jobs all went abroad across the sea
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| Well the union trumped the unions, now the little guy is frozen
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| We’re not standin' in the streets with signs anymore, what the hell for?
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| You know what I mean is, can’t say in pan handle country
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| Grow bananas in another land, and ease the travelin' through
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| What Hartford said wasn’t true, they all know what you do
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| Chuck says it’s all downhill since Hoover
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| Traps and trees can be enough to eat, nobody’s neighbors got to cheat
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| Or steal another gallon of that Texas tea, black gold that is
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| You know what I mean is, I can’t say in pan handle country
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| Grow bananas in another land, and ease the travelin' through
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| Who can copyright tomatoes, stop the medicine where it grows
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| Maybe corporate farmers will sell it over the counter
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| I heard a tropic breeze is nicer, nothin' tastes like curried lobster
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| Some people run away from democracy, to be more free
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| You know what I mean is, can’t say in pan handle country
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| Grow bananas in another land, and ease the travelin' through
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| Grow bananas in another land, and ease the travelin' through |