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Gotta make money, got kids to feed.
Got rent to make, got shit we need.

Gotta clock in; gotta do what I’m told;
Make money for the boss, turn his lead to gold.

Gotta be a cog in an evil machine.
Ain’t no money nowhere that’s clean.

Gotta sell my soul for a nickel and a dime.
A deal with the devil one day at a time.


The kids get food and a roof overhead–
But they wanted a daddy with a soul instead.

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