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Sadness Sadness they refuse to listen
When told they refuse to listen They refuse to listen I was born in the USA It ain’t what it was on that day Broke Broke Broke we threw it away I thought we all walked this way. Looked around I was alone today. Broke Broke Broke they threw me away. American honor and humanity All those things we’re supposed to be Broke Broke Broke we threw it away. Sadness Sadness it makes me cry We refuse to standup and even try Against social illness all laws shall fail Leave em in poverty and wasting in jail Broke broke broke we threw em away. It’s not laziness or lack of desire Its hopelessness and disparity that fuel their fire Broke broke broke don’t throw em away Sadness Sadness it makes me cry We refuse to standup and even try First be sure your houses don’t leak. Before into others you take a peek. Broke broke broke don’t throw it away To start the change that we hope to see. It starts with you and it starts with me. Broke broke broke don’t throw it away . They say it is with sugar you gather the flies. Why do we taste vinegar and hear venal lies. Broke broke broke don’t throw it away. Sadness Sadness we turn away Shake our heads look the other way It’s not hard if we take a hand. The world can dance to a joyful band. Broke broke broke don’t throw it away. Today’s future dark as night. All because we don’t make it right. Broke broke broke don’t throw it away. Who am I to talk this way? I ain’t much what can I say. I’m Broke broke broke but I won’t go away. Sadness Sadness it makes me cry Please let's fix it before I die There is a path both free and clean To make her be all she should mean It ain’t broke broke broke let me show you the way Let me show you this path to the American dream You will see how easy it is to get set free It ain’t broke broke broke its how it’s supposed to be. The world will beat a path to our door, Without thoughts of hatred and violent war. It ain’t broke broke broke its TRUE CHANGE If the road your on don't go to where you want to be Take a different ROAD We are Americans we have the right No we have the responsibility to pick her up Dust her off...and stand her true
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