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be alright
He didn't need to pack
They'd meet the next night
He had a job to do
Flying to Cambodia

Flying to Cambodia

And as the nights

alright.
He didn't need to pack, they'd meet the next night.
He had a job to do, flying to Cambodia. 

Cambodia! 
Flying to Cambodia.
Cambodia!

plus
Government officials claim to see you from your home
Nutritional value next to zero I'll ask you not to consume the news it's only there confuse

honesty
Call the working man lazy while they glut
Show the trough hogs they're the leaners

Rape of young ones by the cloth
Hide it all behind the dock

There's no food on the streets
For those living at your feet
No warmth, no smiles, no shoes, no hope for miles
Need some bread have some soup
I

of the day

People gotta eat
And have a place to sleep
With clean clothes on your back
And some job security
Yes we won the right to vote
Now we linin' up for

would not feel 
So damn 
Entitled 

She's someone's best friend 
A child's godmother 
One man's lover 
And another man's daughter 

She works three jobs

of this great southern land
We want better wages, secure jobs, support for our farmers and for our homeless
We want hope, we all need a place to call home

between
He'll need to fool more than just the poor white masses 
But is there anyone left for this plick to fleece

He invented a foe for his fans to fear

that a young man can
Tryna go work and tryna go to school
Handling the problems that was set up just for you
Gotta get a job help ya mama pay rent
Aint

I knew a girl her name was Mary in disguise
And when you looked into her eyes
You could see the story of her life and how at
Nine years old her

Nest
All the hair salons
And my fav Long Johns
And they even closed 
South by Southwest

Ran out of toilet paper
And the cabernet
Need sanitizer
And more

break them ties
That you despise
Harness the storm
Or be blown away

What's next     
No not the job
Depressed     
Life slipping by
Maybe someday

to play
3rd day selling cane
And got popped by da jakes
Blocc Boyz want him dead
And plus he fighting a case
Can't afford his own attorney
Probably going

go from here
Where do we go from here
You don't know
That night your colleagues invite you to waste away with them
But you're so tired 'cause your job

conversation
We're taking our time
Taking our time

Out early morning
Under the sunrise sky
No need to be leaving
We'll let the day go by

I don't miss the day

true
Whole life savings
Gave it up to you
Said you're gonna be a star
He believes in you
Weeks go by
Doesn't hear from you
But you always call
When

to have a little fun tonight
When the kids are fast asleep
Takin' care of business get the job done right
Don't need no beauty sleep

Lookin' good

about the love he always gave and he started tweaking
They found her body close by the river next to his
Murder then a suicide if I remember

was there for all to see
You own that axe like a sucker's owned by Mr T
The break you craved, it finally came
A one-way ticket, yeah, a fast track

a job
Started selling vegetables

The police car came along
Took away his cart away
Said you need a licence
And for that you've got to pay

He decided

Prove that there is nothing much to fear. 
	We sense apprehension, there’s no need for tension. 
	It’s our job to see how you’re getting on this year.

to the system with no choice and we can't fight
That's what they wanted
The system is evil you won't see it you are blinded
By the gadgets, the cars, the houses,

Poor ol’ Jimmy Biscuit 
 Was baptized by a pixie 
 Who drank a lotta whiskey 
 In the pub where he way born 
 Poor ol’ Jimmy Biscuit 
 Way married