Gang of Four - To Hell With Poverty Тексты

In my arms we shall begin with none of the rocks, well, theres no charge
In this land right now some are insane, a million charge
To hell with poverty, well get drunk on cheap wine
To hell with poverty, the check will arrive, well turn the boast again
To hell with poverty, the check will arrive, well turn to boast again

In my arms we shall begin with none of the rocks and theres no charge
In this land right now some are insane, a million charge
To hell with poverty, well get drunk on cheap wine
To hell with poverty
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