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The dream is still a dream
The pain is gasoline
City Hall is burnt toast
The Mayor's toe begins to roast
I put these garbage words
Into the garbage disposal
They don't mean nothing
Under the grip
Of an ivory whip
I'm ashamed to say it's half mine
Well I'm used to solving problems
What can I do?
To change the world
When I'm living in the basement
Of the men who built the world, yuck
What happens next?
I'm totally lost
I am the problem
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