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'Jimmy-got-nothing', made himself a name,
With a gun that he polished for a rainy day.
With a smile and a quote from a vigilante movie,
Our boy Jimmy just blew them all away.
They said it made him crazy...
Twenty-five years of living hand to mouth.

There's a little white baby on a big white doorstep,
She needs her mother but her mother is dead.
Just another hooker that the lucky can forget,
Just another hooker, it happens everyday.
She loved her little baby,
But she couldn't bare to see her living hand to mouth.

I believe in the gods of America,
I believe in the land of the free.
But no one told me that the gods believe in nothing.
So with empty hands I pray,
And from day to hopeless day,
They still don't see me.

Everybody talks about the next generation,
Jump on the wagon or they'll leave you behind.
But no one gave a thought to the rest of the nation,
"Like to help ya buddy, but I haven't got the time."
Somebody shouted, "Save me!"
Everybody started living hand to mouth.

There's a big white lady on a big white doorstep,
She asked her daddy and her daddy said yes.
Has to give a little for the dollars that we get,
Has to give a little, they say it's for the best.
Somebody shouted, "Maybe..."
Kept on living from hand to mouth.

So she went to the arms of America,
And she kissed the powers that be.
And someone told me that the gods believe in nothing.
So with empty hands I pray,
And I tell myself one day,
They just might see me.
They just might see me.

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