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The Foremen
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Uncle Sam's Lament
Well, it ain't no hype Times is tough I'm cryin' and wipin' my nose on my cuff And I stand out on the sidewalk with my hand out in the cold Buddy, can you spare a billion dollars?
Well, I'm feelin' blue 'Tain't feelin' pink 'Cause I printed too much green stuff with red ink And I walk up Main Street, Anytown, in hock up to my neck Buddy, can you spare a billion dollars?
Once the sun was high and I was everybody's Uncle Sam All I had to do was point a finger at 'em and say, 'I want you.' But, now the sky is cloudy and they swear they don't know who I am Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com I'm mildly recessed And tremendously overdressed
(Spoken) A billion dollars... That's a thousand million dollars. That's enough to fill the Houston Astrodome with Good & Plenty. That's enough to support Arianna Huffington for six or seven years. That's enough to buy every banjo ever made. But for me, that's just one day's interest payment.
(Sung) Now, when I was secure I was a mensch I rebuilt Europe in spite of the French Now I'm flat out on the sidewalk with my hat out in the snow Buddy, hey, buddy Anybody, can you spare a billion dollars?
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