Poor People got no reason
Poor People got no reason
Poor People got no reason
To live
They got dirty hands
Bloodshot eyes
They sit around
Tellin' great big lies
They got runny noses
And hardly any teeth
They wear worn out shoes
On their nasty little feet
Well, I don't want no Poor People
Don't want no Poor People
Don't want no Poor People
`Round here
Poor People are just the same
As you and I
(A Fool Such As I)
All men are brothers
Until the day they die
(It's A Wonderful World)
Poor People got nobody
Poor People got nobody
Poor People got nobody
To love
They got broken legs
That stand so low
You got to pick 'em up
Just to say hello
They got no car
That go beep, beep, beep
They got hungry voices
Goin' me me me
They got grubby little fingers
And dirty little minds
They're gonna get you every time
Well, I don't want no Poor People
Don't want no Poor People
Don't want no Poor People
'Round here
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