Lyrics To Hell With Poverty - Gang of Four
In
my
arms
we
shall
begin
with
none
of
the
rocks
well
there′s
no
charge
In
this
land
right
now
some
are
insane
a
million
charge
To
hell
with
poverty
we'll
get
drunk
on
cheap
wine
To
hell
with
poverty
the
check
will
arrive
we′ll
turn
the
Boast
again
To
hell
with
poverty
the
check
will
arrive
we'll
turn
to
Boast
again
In
my
arms
we
shall
begin
with
none
of
the
rocks
and
There's
no
charge
In
this
land
right
now
some
are
insane
a
million
charge
To
hell
with
poverty
we′ll
get
drunk
on
cheap
wine
To
hell
with
poverty
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