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Apr 8
The problem we have in society
Is we really don't want to be free
Saying to those who make up of rules
Oh won't you please, take care of me

Always looking for a handout
With both palms open wide
Willing to do what they tell us to
As long as we get our slice of the pie

Government assistance
Is the order of the day
It's how some make a living
Living off stuff, they give away

Never once crossing their minds
It's modern day slavery
Without a complaint we're put into chains
All the while saying what's in it for me

Do you see where I am coming from
Without firing a single shot
Nobody really wants freedom
We only want to be taken care of

And that my friend is the problem we've got...
Mike Hauser
Written by
Mike Hauser  Sunny Florida
(Sunny Florida)   
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