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Jesus loves me, this I know. For the Bible tells me so, And I heard it first on the radio. This love of God so rich and strong, Shall be the saints'
Jesus loves me, this I know. For the Bible tells me so, And I heard it first on the radio. This love of God so rich and strong, Shall be the saints'
Hangin' around by the monument, dancin' to the radio
You got a memory even shorter than your dress
But there's nothin' that you don't know

[Chorus]
Come on down have a look around at rich folks living in a poor folks town
We got no money but we're rich in love that's one thing that we've got
Come on down have a look around at rich folks living in a poor folks town
We got no money but we're rich in love that's one thing that we've got
be said in American headlines
Kennedy stretched and smiled
And got double crossed by lowlife goons and agents
Rich bankers with criminal connections
plastic trapaulin
Mi wan fi rich, mi wan fi rich, rich, rich
Mi wan fi, mi wan fi rich, mi wan fi rich, rich,
Rich, again
Mi want a million dollar by
This is it, my one shot at the big time,
Better make it count, stand up and be heard,
Cause I know if the radio plays this song
All the kids will
survive without my radio
Terrorising my neighbours with the heavy bass
I keep the suckas in fear by the look on my face
My radio's bad from the Boulevard
This is Radio Clash
Stealing all transmissions
Beaming from the mountaintop
Using aural ammunition

With extreme prejudice
On a terminator
This is Radio Clash
Stealing all transmissions
Beaming from the mountaintop
Using aural ammunition

With extreme prejudice
On a terminator
She was young and she was pretty a victim of a rich man's whim
When she met a wealthy gentleman Big Ben Colson and she had a child by him
Well he
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You can hear the music
He's crying inside
Can't tear the hurt out
Life's rushing by
Like and old movie backdrop
The radio's blasting
Song after song
About the big
that I lose my mind.

Woman I love done gone and left me alone
She got a big fat record for the heartbreak radio.
A complete investigation
What's
got the face
I want to be a rock star
But, I ain't got what it takes

Seeing my face up on the TV
Hearing my songs on the radio
People waiting all day
and tuxedos
Eating sheppard bed meals, cashing big burritos
Big dinero, rich money don't sleep
I got to have it every day of the week
Rich Bitch Problems, I
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rich and pretty
I'll get myself the key to the big city
Find a way to make some money
Move into the land of milk and honey
Everything's sweet
the honey
Poor man throws the cotton

And the rich man makes the money

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We travel all over this country wide
Playing music by the hour
to be, rich and famous, rich and famous.
Do you really want to be, rich and famous now.

Mr. Big shot what is your game
Mr. Big shot what is your final
She's by herself again
In the quiet secret night
Below the neighbor's window
Hands in pockets; head on one side

And the radio plays an unknown
young to marry
Take me back to Tulsa I'm too young to marry
Little bee sucks the blossom big bee makes the honey
Poor man raise the cotton rich man
it, soaring high above it
Looking down on Rio from a heaven of blue
Send a radio to Rio de Janeiro
With a big hello just so they'll know and stand by
girls, drop your dresses
B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in heaven
Ever since I came through, niggaz got the impression
everything I drop, out