| I think its only fair to say
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| We’d welcome riches down our way
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| No stigma knotted in my hair
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| I want to be a millionaire
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| Nevertheless I must insist
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| A thought is spared for those who missed
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| The handouts when it came to wealth
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| To education and good health
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| The time has come now all can see
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| As seeing this is killing me
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| Our future victim to command
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| Together we can lend a hand
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| So don’t blame me for wanting more
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| The facts are too hard too ingnore
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| I’m scared to death of poverty
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| I only want whats best for me
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| But even so I’m holding on
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| I think the world can live as one
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| If only credence took the lead
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| The world would see a world to feed
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| An endless sea of blood that’s spilt
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| Enough to sail an ark of guilt
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| And when we lend our helping hand
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| We’ll have our green and pleasant land |