occupy Wall Street
all words, music, production, engineering by Paul Fogarty. Pics provided via Google.
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My home town ain't no town,
it ain't no home....
banker came and took away
everything we never got the chance to own
Sell your soul banker man
but you won't ever rob me of mine,
sell your soul banker man
now I know there's some things worse than dying...
My home town ain't no home,
it ain't no town
my home town is out on loan
every inch of solid ground
Sell your soul banker man
don't look back
now don't you ever look around
sell your soul banker man
in for a penny
you might as well be in for a pound
My home town ain't no town,
it ain't no home
banker came and took away everything
we never got the chance to own
sell your soul banker man
take your place in the great downsize
sell your soul banker man
ain't no face not filled with lies
Sell your soul banker man
but you won't ever rob me of mine
sell your soul banker man
wonder how you can sleep at night
sell your soul banker man
but you won't ever rob me of mine
sell your soul banker man
now I know there's some things
worse than dying
Sell your soul banker man
but you won't ever rob me of mine...
My home town ain't no town,
it ain't no home...
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