See the cracks upon the wall We do not know the meaning of it all Ain t no fire to warm my feet Ain t got a nickel for a bit to ear We re not workin
we re not slavin Ain t worth a brain
cause we re not worth savin Second hand people
tall as a steeple Softer then treacle
in a pond are we Second hand people Ain t no mirror to comb my face Just keep on going from place to place Ain t got no lights above my head Don t even bother to leave my bed We re not livin ,we re existin We re not movin ,just resistin Second hand people
tall as a steeple Softer then treacle
in a pond are we Second hand people
tall as a steeple Softer then treacle
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