| Momma, Momma, it’s a mad, mad world
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| I feel bad for all the boys and girls
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| Fallin' in from the astral plane
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| Out of the great unknown into the grand insane
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| But listen, children, I’ve got good news
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| You don’t have to play by the rules
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| So step right up and just stake your claim
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| And I’m gon' teach you how to play the game
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| Just throw your punches and have no hesitance
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| Follow hunches in spite of evidence
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| This whole Earth is just a private residence, and
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| You could be President
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| Momma, Momma, I hate to say
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| Dog eat dog seems like the only way
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| To take your seat in the captain’s chair
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| Lord knows, the golden rule ain’t gonna get you there
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| So don’t be humble and don’t be kind, no, no
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| All that noise is just a waste of time (It's a waste of your time)
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| And pay no mind to what the people say
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| So long as the people say your name (Keep 'em sayin' your name)
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| Just throw your punches and have no hesitance
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| Follow hunches in spite of evidence
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| This whole Earth is just a private residence, and
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| You could be president
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| Momma, Momma, it’s hard to see
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| That old Lady called Liberty
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| Weeping into that New York bay, no, no
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| Well if I could console her, this is what I’d say…
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| Just throw your punches and have no hesitance
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| Follow hunches in spite of evidence
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| This whole Earth is just a private residence
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| And it’s all yours, so you can make your mess of it
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| Run your mouth and mix all your messages
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| Twist the truth until you can’t make sense of it
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| You can’t lose if you can keep on bendin' it
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| You could be President
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| You could be President
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| You could be President
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| You could be President |