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Oh, bright minds of povertyHold on to your heart won libertiesAnd discard your store bought realitiesDon't let them take, the joy that you makeOn your ownWork when you need to maybeDon't let 'em bleed you babyThey do nothing more than feed you ladyDon't let them take, the joy that you makeOn your ownDon't fuss, don't fight it noTake that wrong and right it hoCan always live on rice and potatoesTake your heart's candle and relight itI quit my jobI'm free todayShould be proud of where I amAll my friends work their dreams with their handsAnd truly this is the promised landSongtexteDon't kill yourself about making itJust be taking it easy but be taking itThere's enough out there who are faking itDon't let them take, the joy that you makeOn your own Aus Songtexte Mania