| All around the big bad world
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| On the CIA machine
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| Ten ten the President’s men
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| In a big black limousine
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| There’s an ICBM flyin by
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| Get down and get to work
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| High, high, we’re high and dry
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| And we’re dancing in the dirt
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| I’m going to shake for the sheik
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| Till I feel my body break
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| I’ve got reds in the bed
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| Hear them dancing in my heed
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| Going to shake for the sheik
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| Till I feel my body break
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| I’ve got the blues — bad news
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| My heart’s dropped down to my shoes
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| Yeah yeah
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| From the holy temples of Beirut
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| To the factories of Japan
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| Got to shine your shoes and hide your loot
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| And get rich while you can
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| There’s a red neck rapping at my door
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| With bibles and grenades
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| And fighting for a one man’s war
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| In bad black mirror shades
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| I’m going to shake for the sheik
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| Till I feel my body break
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| I’ve got reds in the bed
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| Hear them dancing in my heed
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| Going to shake for the sheik
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| Till I feel my body break
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| I’ve got the blues — bad news
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| My heart’s dropped down to my shoes
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| Yeah yeah
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| Fat cats big ass rats
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| Jumping to the beat
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| Black, black oil |
| And crack
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| In a big black limousine
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| I’m going to shake for the sheik
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| Till I feel my body break
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| I’ve got reds in the bed
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| Hear them dancing in my heed
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| Going to shake for the sheik
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| Till I feel my body break
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| I’ve got the blues — bad news
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| My heart’s dropped down to my shoes
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| Yeah yeah |