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| Nits Bis Adieu Sweet Bahnhof The Poor Man's Pound (Stips) A rich man's work always gets done He spends his days out in the sun Trusting the figures in the morning Your sweat - the oil in his machine You are the eyelid for his dreams He knows his ten commandments: Use your neighbours Love their labour The poor man's pound is all you get No matter what you try it's dead You've learned to write your name, so Sign these papers Love your neighbours |
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