| Mr. Blunt and Mr. Frank
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| Were standin' in the halls of their 7 figure bank
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| Wonderin' what in the world
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| They were gonna do for you
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| I can take the brunt
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| If you can take the flank
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| Explained Mr. Blunt to timid Mr. Frank
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| Wonderin' what in the world
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| They were gonna do for you
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| We been stealin' this money most every day
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| And ain’t nobody caught us in any way
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| But something’s tellin' me Now our goose is cooked
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| We been raisin' our prices
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| On the kiddies ices
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| And the bedroom suites on the corner store
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| Don’t you think that they could go up some more?
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| Then with everybody jivin'
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| About how to be survivin'
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| We could bring 'em back down again
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| And it’s gone full circle
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| While the world bank wins again
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| Revolution no solution
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| To the government’s illusion
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| That the people are amusin'
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| With the prices that we’re usin'
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| And I think that they’re abusing
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| Everything that we try to do Defamation to the nation
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| That is drowning in inflation
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| Immigration, isolation is a useless tabulation
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| To the calculation that the world
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| Is gonna want to come to you
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| So people in distress gonna worry nonetheless
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| 'Bout the monetary mess from an educated guess, never really blessed
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| I think we must confess it now
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| So people jump and shout,
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| Everything is out
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| And I’ve said what I have to say
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| Everybody sit back
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| While I get ready to play
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| Where you gonna go When the people gonna know
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| That they’re ripping us off again
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| Right back down
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| To the same old hole we been in Bet your bottom dollar
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| That you’re really gonna holler
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| When your friends turn you down again
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| Not a thin dime
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| To keep in you in your time of men |