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(
Olson/
Louris)
God of the rich man ain't the God for the poor
God men and the state hospital is closedand wouldn't you knowwinos and office girls in the parkwanted you alone to walk beside herwanted you alone to live beside herit was morningbetter roads with light on themcan your diamonds talk to youcan you see them shinekeep them hiding in your roomcan they guide you in your timecan they guide you in your timewindows were broken by your dear one's handsgames left swinging by your dear ones's handsan old book salesman asked if he could step inthe sidewalks you slept on held no restgave away the money you savedin your trust you're sorry nowlights hit you funny at the timecan your diamonds talk to youcan you see them shinekeep them hiding in your roomcan they guide you in your timecan they guide you in your timethe sidewalks you slept onthey're so brokenthey're so broken down
I'll meet you there
I'll meet you thereyears before and the trees would start to bloomyou walked outside wanted back in your roomwhat did you hope forturn the corner while you slept
God of the rich man ain't the God of the poor
God men and the state hospital is closedand wouldn't you knowwinos and office girls in the parkcan your diamonds talk to youcan you see them shinekeep them hiding in your roomcan they guide you in your timecan they guide you in your time
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