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Broke As Sacred

The poor aren't homeless The poor aren't naked The poor aren't starving and broke as sacred Regain their trust And get their money Your government's got it And that ain't funny! I'm mad as hell And that's the truth If you can't see then tax the froofs They don't get paid They work for you Their money's free and that won't do I want them fined I want them signed I say lets get the axe and grind Put out the trash Replace their act Restore their office to just the facts And say too much For them to scare And hope we've seen The last to care

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