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Standing in line, marking time
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Waiting for the welfare dime
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'Cause they can't buy a job
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A man in a silk suit hurries by
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As he catches the poor old ladies' eyes
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Just for fun, he says "get a job"
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That's just the way it is
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Some things'll never change
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That's just the way it is
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Ah, but don't you believe them
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Said, "Hey little boy, you can't go where the others go
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'Cause you don't look like they do"
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I said, "Hey, old man, how can you stand to think that way?
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Did you really think about it before you made the rules?"
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He said, "Son well, that's just the way it is
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Some things'll never change
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That's just the way it is"
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Ah, but don't you believe them
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Well, they passed a law in '64
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To give those who ain't got a little more
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But it only goes so far
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'Cause the law don't change another's mind
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When all it sees at the hiring time
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Is the line on the color bar, no, no
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That's just the way it is ... some things'll never change ...
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