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Say that I'm a poor man
Well I have always been
Say that life's a bitch and don't go caving in
Well I have got an angel she watches over me
And guides my hands to glory
And crushes hopes and dreams to be
What's average to see
And all that glitters in the sun
I'll hold out for simplicity
And the law of averages is none
Cash can't buy the knowledge
And knowledge wears the crown
Mental ammunition to mow you fuckers down

What's this about religion
I've got one all my own
Cause my god's in the mirror
Except when my angel's home
Say that I'm a poor man
But I have never been
Not because of fortune
But because I don't fit in
You told me someone stole his dreams and sold me

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