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[Verse 1]

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When the rich die last like the rabbits running
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From a lucky past full of shallow cunning
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And the world lights up for the final day
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We will all be poor, having had our say

[Verse 2]

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Put a blanket up on the window pane
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When the baby cries, lullaby again
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As the light goes out on the final day
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For the people who never had a say

[Instrumental]

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[Verse 3]

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There is so much noise, there is so much heat
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And the living floor throws you off your feet
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As the final day falls into the night
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There is peace outside in the narrow light

[Outro]

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