The rich get richer, the poor get the picture
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The bombs never hit you when you're down so low
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Some got pollution, some eveloution
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There must be some solution but I just don't know
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The bosses want decisions, the workers need ambitions
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There won't be no collisions when they move so slow
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Nothing ever happens, nothing really matters
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No one ever tells me so what am I to know
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You wouldn't read about it, read about it
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One unjust ridiculous steal, ain't no doubt about it
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Hammer and the sickle, the news is at a trickle
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The commissars are fickle but the stockpile grows
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Bombers keep acoming, engines softly humming
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The stars and stripes are running for their own big show
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Another little flare up, storm brewed in a tea cup
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Imagine any mix up and the lot would go
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Nothing ever happens, ntohing really matters
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No one ever tells me, what am I to know?
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So what am I to know?
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You wouldn't read about it, read about it
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One unjust ridiculous steal, ain't no doubt about it
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You wouldn't read about it, read about it
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Just another particular deal, there's no doubt about it
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(Hirst/Moginie/Garrett)
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| Midnight Oil |
