| Five years old, rice pudding cold
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| What?! |
| Not moving?!
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| Pick up the spoon. |
| Get grooving!
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| There’s kids your age and younger
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| Fat and thin with hunger
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| So you can thank your lucky star
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| There’s someone, somewhere, much
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| Worse off than you are
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| So if your stabbed in the back say «ta
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| Cos you can thank your lucky star
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| There’s someone, somewhere, much
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| Worse off than you are
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| Yes I know you’re hungry
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| And we’ve got food to spare
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| We’re throwing our surplus food away
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| But don’t think we don’t care
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| We can’t afford to send the stuff
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| To the places where you are
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| But you can thank your lucky star
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| There’s someone, somewhere, much
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| Worse off than you are
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| So if your stabbed in the back say «ta
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| Cos you can thank your lucky star
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| There’s someone, somewhere, much
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| Worse off than you are
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| When you find tou have to pay
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| But the phone calls go astray
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| When the bus fares seem to rise
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| Everytime you close your eyes
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| When you’re old enough to go to war and bleed
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| But somebody tells you what you can’t read
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| You get 30 years for robbing a train
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| You get 10 for murder, now that’s insane
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| So if your stabbed in the back say «ta
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| Cos you can thank your lucky star
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| There’s someone, somewhere, much
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| Worse off than you are
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| What do you mean, you’re poor?
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| Well you can’t have any more
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| It’s napalm, guns and bombs we nee
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| We’d like to help you, yes indeed
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| But we’ve got to protect the state
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| So I’m afraid you’ll have to wait
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| But you can thank your lucky star
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| There’s someone, somewhere, much
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| Worse off than you are
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| So if your stabbed in the back say «ta
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| Cos you can thank your lucky star
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| There’s someone, somewhere, much
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| Worse off than you are |