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You're standing in the shoes of privilegeYou're wearing your privileged shoesYou're walking with JesusWalking with the privileged fewYou're sleeping on the bed of privilegeStaying on a privileged floorNo need to worryNo need to worry anymoreYou're almost what I'd call respectableIs this the new respectable you?You're dancing in the shoes of societySo how do you do?If you want to be savedGet a recognized guruIf you want to succeedBetter do what I doWe're living in a land that's plentifulThere's plenty enough on the farmWhen I knocked on your door for a charityYou set the alarmSome people say you're despicableSongtexteYou're wearing despicable shoesBut when it comes the time for an autographYou're joining the queueIf you want to feel realThere's some trees to plant outIf you want to get richBetter get an accountantIf you want to be savedGet a recognized guruIf you want to succeedBetter do what I doGet a mind of machineryIn the presence of beautyI only see uglyMinds of machineryDirty as west coast politicsIn the valley of dirtyThe dirtiest folks play dirty tricksWhen it's all clean and shinySomeone was tracking our dirty stepsNow I don't see the shinyI only see dirtyMinds of machineryMinds of machinery Aus Songtexte Mania