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Telephone ringing outside my door,
More new news to break up my meditation.
Flying machines and time magazines,
And all this 20th century situation.

No good, no good, no good,
For the third world man,
From the land of creation.

Third world man,
From the land of Iration.

I ain't no bionic man.

Oil sheiks in their big German Benz,
Freedom fighters and everyday people.
Sing a simple song say, why can't we be friends?
We got to ketch a fire, love,
No more trouble.

That's good, that's good, that's good,
For the third world man,
From the land of creation.
Third world man from the land of Iration.

I ain't no bionic man.

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