I wasn’t born in a rural part of town
The type of place that always trys to keep somebody down.
A little blessed at birth
I was placed here on this turf
Building thought as I gazed out at the surf.
Not quite yet a man
I stumbled on this plan
That might give my fellow-man the upperhand.
Rise up, rise up
Get off your butt
Change that image of a mutt
That they gave to you.
You have one life to live
Care about yourself before you give
That’s the only way to make it in this place.
Want to get there nice and speedy
Learn to be a little greedy
Bypass all those times to stop
And help the needy
Take, take, but make no mistake
That behavior makes the saviours
Good heart break.
Now you have it
Go and grab it
Spread the word
Go out and tell it
I’m a saint for giving all this good advice.
That’s the American way
Don’t like it, don’t stay
Find yourself a better way
To gain some pay. . .
[IT SHOULD NOT BE THIS WAY]
RACM
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