Made in USA

All my life I used to live

In a certain way:

I have nothing to forgive,

Nothing to obey.

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Overbeaten like a beef

I am still okay

Having nothing to receive

From a chief (that means a thief),

Nothing to betray.

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This is all I could achieve

For a nasty pay

Of a total unbelief

Which I never could relieve

Even for a day.

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Now seeing the results

I am happy to

Recommend it to adults

And to children, too.

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I was going step by step

From a pleasant lie.

Poor catcher’s lost his cap

Coming through the rye.

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I was learning not to be.

Now I look at it

Just like one who’s got TB

Or another shit.

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One who knows his rest is brief,

One who goes away,

Looking at his handkerchief

In a great dismay.

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