(B. Cummings - D. Troiano)
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Rich world, poor world, everyday it¡¯s gettin¡¯ modified.
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Rich world, poor world, aren¡¯t you glad you¡¯re on the Western side,
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Individual luxury just might be the trump of the game,
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If you come back round with a gun at your head, I¡¯m sure the view will never be the same.
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I heard something that you never been told,
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You¡¯ll have trouble just trying¡¯ to get old,
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I got something, gonna give you the word,
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I¡¯m interested if you have heard,
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I don¡¯t really mean to bring you right down,
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The safest place for you¡¯s way under the ground,
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A "HOT SOMETHIN¡¯" that you never been told,
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Told, you been told, you been told, you been told, you been told, you been told.
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Rich world, poor world, fewer places every day to hide,
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Rich world, poor world, I like it better on the Western side,
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A growing epidemic of ignorance been keeping me on the run,
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With a jaded ear and a whole lot of fear, we¡¯re gonna wither up one by one.
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I got something that you never been told,
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Gonna have trouble just tryin¡¯ to get old,
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I got something that you never heard,
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Come on now, just spread the word,
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I got somethin¡¯, gonna make you hip,
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Now don¡¯t go blabbin¡¯ and let it slip,
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For what you got I think you over paid,
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I¡¯m afraid, I¡¯m afraid, I¡¯m afraid, I¡¯m afraid.
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"Hi there little starving Asian child with bloated belly, open sores, and look of despair. My, you are hungry, aren¡¯t you? You know, I¡¯d love to help you get enough nutrition to perpetuate your misery a little further, but right now I¡¯ve just got to finish this thesis on the Divine Right of Kings. See you tomorrow."
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"Hi there little golden Greekette, Capri-bound modern Venus, with fenced beach and medically transformed nose and midriff... I know how heartbroken you are that your best friend beat you to Paris for the unveiling of the latest fashions, and I¡¯d love to console you but, you see, I lost my right leg yesterday trying to scrounge up a shot of antibiotics. Oh well..."
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Rich world, poor world, everyday it¡¯s gettin¡¯ modified.
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Rich world, poor world, I like it better on the Western side,
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A growing epidemic of ignorance been keepin¡¯ us on the run,
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With a jaded ear and a whole lot of fear, we¡¯re gonna wither up one by one.
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I heard somethin¡¯, gonna make you blue,
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Don¡¯t get excited cause you know it ain¡¯t new,
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I got somethin¡¯ gonna make you hip,
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Now don¡¯t go blabbin¡¯ and let it slip, you hear,
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Now I don¡¯t mean to be bringing¡¯ you down,
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You won¡¯t be safe till you¡¯re layin¡¯ in the ground,
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For what you got I think you overpaid,
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I¡¯m afraid, I¡¯m afraid, I¡¯m afraid, I¡¯m afraid, I¡¯m afraid.
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