Shuffle your feet left to right you, Scrape the dusty ground, Fifty thousand people in a queue, All in front of you.
And you hate your life because your going nowhere, A step or two as decades pass, Born to a place it's so hard to move, And all the wealth is passed from front to back.
You seen the lucky ones get through, And soar up the line, You tried your best to climb over those heads, They always beat you down,
And you hate your life because your going nowhere, A step or two as decades pass, Born to a place it's so hard to move, And all the wealth is passed from front to back.
Promises made by those who have, Worked for some but not you, You couldn't answer all the right questions, Gambling stole your shoes.
Lonely you nobody's had it so bad, Yet you never turned around, All the time you thought you were the last, There's a billion behind watching your back, There's a billion behind watching your back, There's a billion behind watching your back,
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