Lyrics The Contenders - The Kinks
Hush,
little
mammy,
don't
you
cry
I've
got
to
see
what
it's
like
on
the
world
outside
Got
to
get
out
of
this
life
somehow
Got
to
be
free,
got
to
be
free
now
I
don't
want
to
be
a
constructor
of
highways
A
sweeper
of
sidewalks,
I've
got
to
do
it
my
way
I'm
too
ill-equipped
for
a
mathematician
A
shrewd
politician,
a
maker
of
decisions
We're
not
the
greatest
when,
when
we're
separated
But
when
we're
together
I
think
we're
going
to
make
it
I
don't
want
to
be
like
a
fascist
dictator
A
saint
or
a
sinner,
I
want
to
be
a
winner
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