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Eminent Domain
Eminent domain The money is all dried up like the grass on the side of the road I said the money's all dried up like the grass on the side of the road feels like dragging a heavy load accross the the earth spinning out of control run by people that have no soul aint know doctor gonna kill my pain feels like our world is gonna burst into flames my God how I wish it would rain no work today soon I'll have no place to stay because I can't even rent this cheap their gonna put me out on the street my wife my kids and me and I can't wait until my God claims eminent domain my God how I wish it would rain is anybody else feeling my pain I guess this is what happens when you charge poor people usury and all of our lenders are guilty now how do you like the penalty stiffen your neck and your gonna find that this is only the beginning now all the tax moneys thrown out and wasted and I'm out on the street stone cold and naked think your heaven wont be my pain now the money all dried up like the grass on the side of the road my how God I wish it would rain let the humble receive their rights eminent domain eminent domain
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