Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
In my arms, we shall begin
With none of the rocks, where there's no charge
In this land, right now
Some are insane, and they're in charge
To hell with poverty
We get drunk on cheap wine
To hell with poverty
The check will arrive, it's in the post again
To hell with poverty
The check will arrive, it's in the post again
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
In my arms, we shall begin
With none of the rocks, where there's no charge
In this land, right now
Some are insane, and they're in charge
To hell with poverty
We get drunk on cheap wine
To hell with poverty
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
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