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Dinner Plate

Just walking all around Not sure where im bound Don't know , I just might even be in the lost and found A hint of silence falls over the land Who is that trying to rule me with with an iron hand Speaking like your someone , better than me . What might you be doing when you think no one can see I won't be standing alone in that welfare line. Your one of them saying they know what's best for me and mine Taking away my little piece of sunshine With the mighty shadow you think you cast. Be careful cause each word may be the last Look around what is it you think you see Another way take my money from me. That's just the way that it always seems to go Working hard all our life's and we have nothing to show. One day or maybe a lot more People will start get tired of walking the floor Never sure of what might come at us tomorrow. Chances are , Another day with no money to beg or even borrow You know there will be a bit of sorrow. One day , maybe a few more Won't even have that floor We done all been kicked out our own door Yep . Just here Walking walking all Round. Home isn't , in that lost and found. Maybe I might be just a little vain. But I never did get to ride that gravy train. I must hurry on now for I am late Cant ride the gravy train when it's on my dinner plate

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