| Now some people think that they deserve it
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| They think they above us, they think they earned it
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| They think their money, make 'em smart
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| But I wonder what it does, to their heart
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| That’s what I wonder
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| Hey, hey
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| Politicians and bankers, is all the same
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| They all belong to this little club, big business is its name
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| And big business belongs to that club too
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| Just, not, me and you
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| Hey, hey
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| They make these decisions for us, 'cause they know best
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| And if you believe that, I got another test
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| I got this bridge over in Brooklyn, I been tryin' to sell
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| And sometimes I wish there was a Hell
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| A He-He-He-Hell
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| A He-He-He-Hell
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| A He-He-He-Hell
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| A He-He-He-Hell
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| Hey, hey
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| All these wars, ain’t it just about money
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| They expect us to go along, like a bunch of crash dummies
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| Power, money, religion dancin' on our heads
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| But someone gotta stick around, to bury the dead
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| He-He-He-Hell
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| He-He-He-Hell
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| He-He-He-Hell
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| He-He-He-Hell
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| Lord, have mercy
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| Sometimes I just want, to fly away
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| To another world that’s not so insane
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| Where everybody respect one another
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| Where everybody are, sisters and brothers
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| You think I’m naive?
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| Well?
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| I only got one more thing to say
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| To all you power people think you hidden away
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| Maybe we’ll meet someday, who can tell
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| And maybe there really is, a place called Hell
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| A He-He-He-Hell
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| A He-He-He-Hell
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| A He-He-He-Hell
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| A He-He-He-Hell
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| Lord, have mercy
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| Lord, have mercy |