| Can’t spell their name though their life’s depending on it
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| Can’t count past ten without taking off their shoes
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| Don’t know a thing ‘bout the world they will inherit
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| Now all those chickens have come home to roost
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| There was a time when we reached for the moon
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| Now we have millions learning how to push a broom
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| Ain’t that a shame, Ain’t that a shame?
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| Can’t find a home when you got no work or money
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| Can’t get a job when you’re living in the street
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| Just wait in line for your ration of compassion
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| And don’t remind us of our selfishness and greed
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| There was a time when we reached to the poor
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| Now we are told they just don’t matter anymore
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| Ain’t that a shame, Ain’t that a shame?
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| We’re all players in this game, we’re all to blame
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| Ain’t that a shame, Ain’t that a shame?
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| Can’t clean our house throwing dirt at one another
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| Can’t hear reason while we shout and we accuse
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| We cast the blame and point fingers at each other
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| And wonder why no one will call a truce
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| Ask any child past the age of four
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| It takes everyone to keep the peace, just one to start a war
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| Ain’t that a shame, Ain’t that a shame?
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| No matter how much we complain, things stay the same
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| Ain’t that a shame, Ain’t that a shame?
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| Now are things bad enough, are we mad enough to make a change? |