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EmI'm sDo afraiDd forC my counDtry There's an ill wind blowing no good So many lies in the name of history They want to improve my neighbourhood
EmI'm sDo worriDed abCout my bDrother He just gets sadder every day We gotta take care of each other Or else we're gonna have to pay
EmIn the land of the littleC kings DThere's a price on everythiEmng EmAnd everywhere the littleC kings are DGetting away with murder Em
EmI wasD born iDn a lCucky couDntry Every day I hear the warning bells They're so busy building palaces They don't see the poison in the wells
EmIn the land of the littleC kings DProfit is the only thing Em EmAnd everywhere the littleC kings are DGetting away with murder Em
EmIn the land of the littleC kings DJustice don't mean a thing Em EmAnd everywhere the littleC kings are DGetting away with murder Em