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SITTING AT THE RICH MAN'S TABLE

Sitting at the rich man's table I feel out of place
All that food he is stuffing his faceΒ 
He has no consideration for the homeless and poorΒ 
Just concerned about the next course that's for sure Β 

Sitting at the rich man's table I feel out of place
Devours his food as if it were a race Β 
When the meal is over he then starts on the drinkΒ 
What the bill comes to I dread to thinkΒ 

Sitting at the rich man's table get me out of here
Rather have fish and chips and a pint of beer

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