hark how the angle sings
as all our greedy politicians grin
banks and insurance company's can't be left out
as all us common people are left in doubt
hark how the angle sings
as the cost of living starts to rise
where winning the lotto is the only prize
with unemployment on the rise
hark how the angle sings
with the cost of living going up
god only knows how we'll keep up
hark how the angle sings
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