Lets drink to the hard working people,
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Lets drink to the lowly of birth.
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Raise your glass to the good and the evil,
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Lets drink to the salt of the earth.
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Say a prayer for the common foot soldier,
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Spare a thought for his back breaking work.
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Say a prayer for his wife and his children,
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Who burn the fires and who still till the earth.
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And when I search a faceless crowd,
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A swirling mass of gray and black and white.
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They don't look real to me,
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In fact, they look so strange.
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Raise your glass to the hard working people,
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Lets drink to the uncounted heads.
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Lets think of the wandering millions,
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Who need leaders but get gamblers instead.
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Spare a thought for the stay at home voter,
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His empty eyes gaze at strange beauty shows.
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And a parade of the gray suited grafters,
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A choice of cancer or polio.
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And when I search a faceless crowd,
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A swirling mass of gray and black and white.
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They don't look real to me,
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In fact, they look so strange.
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Lets drink to the hard working people,
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Lets think of the lowly of birth.
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Spare a thought for the rag taggy people,
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Sets drink to the salt of the earth.
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Lets drink to the hard working people,
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Lets drink to the salt of the earth.
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Lets think of the two thousand million,
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Lets think of the humble of birth.
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Salt Of The Earth
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| Guns N' Roses |
