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the mike mcclure band - fifty billion lyrics

well, fifty billion red chinese don’t give a tinker’s d-mn about your troubles, why don’t ya move it on mister. can’t ya see it’s all a system that eventually will eat you? they’ll be picking your pocket while their saying “pleased to meet you.” don’t kid yourself mister; it ain’t a gentleman’s game. it’s a side show i’ve seen frame by frame
and i bet you heard the screaming coming from underneath the bleachers. somebody call the doctor, somebody call the preacher. there’s a man been stabbed 30 times in the back and everyone agreed it was a suicide pack. i saw them in the window, waving at us, when somebody threw the body underneath the bus
and it all comes down to a handful of your close friends that are truthful and promises you made when you’re youthful…they were just fairy tales. in a make believe world all our own. we’re all kings on borrowed thrones…‘til they topple…
we all fall down…eventually
i don’t really mean to come down on you mister but i swear it’s like talking to somebody’s little sister. and i’ll never understand why we don’t stop and listen to the old man marching at the end of his mission. odds are in his favor; he’ll know just what to do…he’s crawled his -ss what you’re walking through
and it all comes down to a handful of your close friends that are truthful and promises you made when you’re youthful…they were just fairy tales. in a make believe world all our own. we’re all kings on borrowed thrones…‘til they topple…
we all fall down…eventually

- the mike mcclure band lyrics

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