Give me back my job

I don’t want your millions, mister
I can’t use no diamond ring
I want the right just to live, mister
Give me back my job again

I don’t want your Rolls Royce, mister
I can’t use your pleasure yacht
I want some food for these children
Give me back my job again

We work to build this country, mister
While you enjoy your life of ease
And you steal all that we build, mister
See them folks, they starve and freeze

I don’t want your millions, mister
I can’t use no diamond ring
I want the right to live, mister
Give me back my job again

No I don’t want your millions, mister
I can’t use no diamond ring
I want the right to live, mister
Give me back my job again

I don’t want your foodstamps, mister
And that welfare line don’t interest me
Give me a chance to earn my wages
And give me back my old job please

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