| A signal swings and the lights turn off
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| And a missing man begins to cough
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| And no one knows the lost ones from the found
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| And lady luck, well, she cant explain
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| To a hardened coin or a bill, the game
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| It seems everything changes hands when it hits the ground
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| They said its dog eat dog, cat eat mouse
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| And mouse eat cheese and the cheese just smells
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| The warning systems ring but help wont come.
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| And all the calling cards and the walking sticks
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| And the hidden punches and the cowards kicks
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| Say we got a big mouthful now
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| Pick it up and put it in your pocket
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| Or somebody else will
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| Pick it up and put it in your pocket
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| Or somebody else just will
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| Repeat as necessary
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| Now the worlds a road and for miles around
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| On every inch of unclaimed ground, hide rewards for some but all the rest
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| Spin a creepy wheel or they trip the stair
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| While the new school boys just cant play fair
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| In a place that leaves its money in its mess
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| Chorus repeat
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| Now an old man with a paper bag
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| And a list so long on a dirty rag
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| Checks each item that he will throw or keep
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| But hell never thank the coin thats bent
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| Or a greenback bill that a stranger sent
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| But hell pick em just the same
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| And then hell thank the street
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| He turns and says its dog eat dog
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| And cat eat mouse
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| And mouse eat cheese
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| And the cheese just smells
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| Now I dont wanna seem to say
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| That the time ahead wont be okay
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| But the scale is loaded down
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| With the weight of sixteen tons
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| And the ones that have
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| Tell the ones that dont
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| To tell the ones that cant
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| About the ones who wont
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| And theres no place left here
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| round to run
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| Chorus repeat endlessly |