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We are feeling good

And we are free

Free to be lead to misery

The future is rosy

Your neighbour is nice

The gooks in Thailand

Have loads of rice

Forget the story

Told on TV

Here's the junk yard

So plain

to see

But when the pressure's too high

And the shit hits the fan

Gotta let out a sigh

And wonder why they're tan

But when . . . .

No union riots

No picket fight

The guy on top there

Is always right

He serves the public

He loves you all

And when it's over

Its you who fall

But when . . . .

Fifteen black miners

All blown to hell

How many really

The boss won't tell

We need the diamonds

Sell us your coal

To warm our asses

Is the primary goal

But when . . . .