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Richard Marx - Hands In Your Pocket Lyrics

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  • Were all victims of the system, still we love to place the blame,
  • Were running out of choices and theres no rules to the game.
  • Im getting tired of feeling this way,
  • What can a single man do? what can he say?
  • Every day you walk the edge of a knife,
  • Youre left with nothing at the end of your life.
  • Theyve got their hands in your pocket,
  • Theyll take the clothes off your back...
  • ...theyll stop you like a heart attack.
  • We put people into power but we fight our wars alone,
  • They take such good care of the rest of the world,
  • But, what about the folks?
  • At home, oh yeah! point the finger at the man you chose,
  • Hell say hes sorry, but its just the way it goes.
  • He sits in judgement like a king on a throne,
  • till that november when hell beg for a bone...
  • ...brother, dont ignore the facts...!

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